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Question: The year is 2021. Write me a long and thorough and detailed story the way I write about a random 6 year old boy with a description of the boy's name, age mentioned, height, weight, birthday, birth year, what state he's from, hair color and style and eye color. His young mom's name, age mentioned, height, weight, birthday, birth year, hair color and style and eye color. His young dad whose no longer in his life's name, age mentioned, height, weight, birthday, birth year, hair color and style and eye color. His young aunt's name, age mentioned, height, weight, birthday, birth year, hair color and style and eye color. His young uncle whose busy doing other stuff's name, age mentioned, height, weight, birthday, birth year, hair color and style and eye color. His grandma's name, age mentioned, height, weight, birthday mentioned, birth year mentioned, hair color and style and eye color. Have him be walking to a salon alone for the first as he entered the salon. Have the woman working be a Korean woman with a Korean style pixie cut, a blazer, a blouse and platform sandals with her nails painted and a wedding ring on her finger and jewelry all over her body with a description of the jewelry. Reveal the Korean woman's name, age mentioned, height being shorter than his grandma, weight, birthday, birth year being slightly older than his grandma, hair color and eye color. Have the Korean woman leave the room to get something for the boy's hair cut and have her say to the boy to wait for her to come back and have it be in quoted text and very broken English and halted with misspellings. Have the boy slip his own shoes and socks while he waited as he felt the cold floor beneath his feet as he walked around the barber. Have the boy suddenly need to use the bathroom innocently yelling out he had to potty and have it be in quoted text in perfect little boy English. Have the boy decide to go down a hallway thinking it led to the bathroom as he walked with his head up not looking at the ground. Have the boy trip over something losing his balance before looking down realizing he accidentally tripped over the Korean woman's platform sandals and managed to slip them on by accident. Have the boy go to remove them when his clothing evaporated and disappeared scaring him. Have the boy try to remove the platform sandals when his feet started cracking and aging into female feet with red nail polish matching the Korean woman's. Have the boy frantically pull the platform sandals trying to remove them to stop the changes as they crept up his legs and he started changing more finally removing the platform sandals but not stopping the changes. Have the boy say he's gonna miss mommy and grandma so much and he didn't do anything wrong and just had to potty and have it be in quoted text in perfect little boy English. Have him somehow realize in his heart he's older than his grandma and much older than his mom and aunt causing him to cry. Have the boy be scared as he worriedly started singing a song his mom always taught him to sing when he was scared. Have his whole body morph and mature into the woman's as an identical outfit formed on him as he looked exactly like the woman minus the jewelry and wedding ring and platform sandals. Have the boy's memories start altering as his voice and accent changed into a Korean one. Have the boy continue singing the song to calm himself down as his memories altered completely causing his innocent song to turn into a traditional female Korean song midway through and have it be in quoted text with the English song lyrics changing into the traditional Korean song and translated and also written in English too. Please have the boy be singing one song and have it be in quoted text as it morphs into a Korean song having the quoted text morph midway through but also having the Korean song also be translated. Have the woman smile as she finished singing before looking down at her outfit before spotting her jewelry and wedding ring and platform sandals strutting over to where her jewelry was adding it all to her outfit as well as adding her wedding ring being specific about what she was adding and where she was adding it and how she was adding it. Have her then pick up her platform sandals walking to a nearby chair and sitting down and slipping the platform sandals onto her feet. Have her then adjust her outfit and her platform sandals in a feminine way doing womanly things as she walked around her salon with detailed descriptions on how she adjusted her outfit and adjusted her platform sandals and with very detailed descriptions on how she adjusted her platform sandals. Please include a detailed description of how she adjusted her platform sandals on her feet. Have reality change and include an explanation for why the Korean woman was barefoot and not wearing any of her jewelry or her wedding ring and why she put it all back on and include it in the story. Have the woman look around her salon wondering where the kid she was waiting on went before shrugging and tidying it up even more having no memory of who she used to be saying out loud that she wondered where the little boy went and have it be in quoted text in very broken English with words spelled wrong and halted English and have her look around in ignorance not remembering what she had been doing. Have her say how short she is and how the platform sandals don't make her much taller and have it be in quoted text and very broken English not knowing what platform sandals are called calling them something different as her eyes gazed at a photograph of a younger woman. Have her instantly look at the photograph with a smile as she remembered that this was a photograph of a female family member when she was much younger being specific on how old she was in the photo and what she was wearing and doing and where she was and who the family member was. Have her continue to tidy up her salon being specific on what she was doing to tidy it up all while happily strutting around in her platform sandals hearing the thump they made each time they hit the ground when she walked. Have her add yet another accessory to her outfit being specific on what she was adding and why.
In the year 2021, lived a charming little boy named Timothy. Timothy was just 6 years old, sporting a height of 3 foot 9 inches, and weighing 45 pounds. He was born on New Year's day of 2015. This bright little boy hailed from the Grand Canyon state of Arizona. His hair, a soft chestnut brown, fell in a squared-off bob around his tiny face, while his eyes shimmered with a chocolatey depth that mirrored his father's. His mother, a youthful woman of 24 named Melissa, stood at 5 foot 6 inches, and weighed 130 pounds. Melissa, born on the snow-filled morning of December 21,1996, wore her hair in soft, honey-colored waves. Her eyes held a comforting warmth as they danced in hues of hazelnut brown. Timothy's father, not present in the picture, was Christopher. Christopher was a tall, broad-shouldered man of 28, who boasted a height of 6 foot 2 inches and weighed 180 pounds. His birth, on the dawn of May 2,1993, brought about joy unimagined. He wore his hair in small dreadlocks, the color of the raven, while his eyes were a perceptive blue. Also in Timothy's life were Aunt Grace, a vibrant woman of 27, who measured 5 foot 5 inches and weighed 120 pounds. Grace, born on the summer solstice day of June 21,1994, wore her hair in a fiery red bob and her eyes were a lively green. His busy Uncle, Mark, a 31-year-old man, stood at an impressive 6 foot 5 inches, weighed 200 pounds and was born on the bountiful day of November 25,1990. He wore his dark hair short and his eyes were a stormy grey. His grandmother, gentle-hearted Margaret, aged 65, was a woman of moderate height at 5 foot 4 inches and weighed 150 pounds. Her birthday rested on a brisk autumn day, October 3,1956. The granny-gray hair was always pulled back into a neat bun, with a pair of wise blue eyes that sparkled with stories of old. One unexpected day, Timothy found himself taking his first solo voyage to a local salon, his anticipation painted on his rosy cheeks. The salon was owned by a striking Korean woman named Soo-Min. At 66 years old, she stood petite at 5 foot 2 inches, giving her a soft, friendly demeanor. Weighing 120 pounds, she was born on a mild spring day of April 6,1955. Her onyx-black hair was styled into a Korean tradition pixie cut, her eyes a deep, captivating brown. Soo-Min adorned herself with various forms of jewelry, from her silver dangling earrings to her golden anklet bracelets and radiant rings on her long-fingered hands; the most noticeable was her wedding ring, a chunky diamond resting on a white gold setting. "Please, wait here, me the back go. Soon come," said Soo-Min in halting English, her accent thick and strong before slipping out of the room, leaving Timothy staring at the patterned wallpaper. Upon her leaving, Timothy slid his sneakers off and freed his small feet from his mismatched socks, exposing them to the chilly tile floor. Before long, a pressing need arose that every child experiences: "I have to potty!" he shouted innocently, his small voice echoing in the salon. Following his instinct, Timothy headed down a hallway assuming the bathroom was located there. Lost in his environment, Timothy tripped over a pair of platform sandals, the very ones that Soo-Min had been wearing. Slipping onto his feet, they held snug, surprising him further. However, Timothy's shock turned to fear as his clothes evaporated. He looked down at his feet, now seemingly transforming, becoming older, adorned with red-tinted polished nails, much like Soo-Min's. In a futile attempt, Timothy desperately tugged at the sandals as he felt changes ripple up his body like a rising tide, "But I didn't do anything wrong, I'm gonna miss mommy and grandma so much." Timothy's voice wavered, his fear-filled heart beating wildly against his now puffier chest, an odd sensation of being older, older than his mother and even his grandma overwhelming him. Lost in his fear, Timothy began singing a song, "Just keep singing, just keep singing, what do we do, we sing," a tune his mother had taught him for comfort. As the changes enveloped him entirely, Timothy's singing voice transitioned from English to a fluent Korean, "Geunyeoga gidaryeojwo, I'm coming home," he sang the lyrics translating to 'Wait for me, I'm coming home.' Reality began to shift along with Timothy. A dainty woman now stood in the middle of the salon, her figure adorned in an identical outfit to Soo-Min's, every detail captured except the jewelry and wedding ring. Timothy's, now Soo-Min's, memories started altering as her voice shifted fully to a soft Korean accent. Finishing the song with newfound calm, Soo-Min glanced down at her clothing, approaching the jewelry she initially had on. Methodically, she adorned herself with each piece, the silver earrings clipped onto her earlobes, bracelets clasped around her wrists, the anklets adorned her ankles, and finally placing the chunky diamond wedding ring onto the third finger of her left hand. Picking up the platform sandals, she walked elegantly to a plush chair and gracefully slipped her feet into them, adjusting them carefully and tightening the straps, making sure they cradled her feet perfectly. Soo-Min adjusted her attire, patted down her blouse and pulled down her blazer, moving around in manners only women knew. Previously, Soo-Min had been cleaning the salon barefoot, taking a break and removing her jewelry for comfort. It was after the break that the encounter with Timothy happened. Shaking off her confusion, she wondered aloud, "That boy, where he gone?" in her strong, halting English. Ignorance coated her as she scanned for Timothy, who no longer existed in her reality. Cheerfully humming, Soo-Min continued tidying the salon, picking up scattered magazines and aligning shampoo bottles perfectly. The thud of her platform sandals echoed rhythmically, each stepping bringing her closer to the photograph hanging on the wall. Pausing, she tilted her head at the image of a younger woman, precisely her niece, Yoo-Min, at the tender age of 25. The photograph captured Yoo-Min at a family celebration, dressed in a traditional Hanbok, sparkling eyes, full of laughter. Soo-Min added another accessory, a timeless brooch, fastening it on her blazer. The smile never leaving her face, she continued striding in her familiar noisy platform sandals, owning the salon floor as rightfully hers.
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