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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, ankle cut pants of some kind 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 5 years younger 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 looking at something else 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 removing them 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 he doesn't wanna be an icky girl and have it be in quoted text in perfect little boy English. Have him somehow realize in his heart he's only slightly younger 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 and nail polish 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 as he was singing an American lullaby and have it be in quoted text as it morphs into a traditional 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 which were hers of course. She then strutted over to where her jewelry was adding it all to her outfit as well as adding her wedding ring being specific about the jewelry 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 pulling her pant legs up and setting the platform sandals down momentarily. Have her bend down slipping each platform sandal in it's rightful spot onto her feet with a step by step process on what she was doing. Have her then adjust her outfit and her platform sandals in a feminine way doing womanly things as she walked around her salon stumbling and losing her platform sandals once again momentarily. Have her grab them again putting them on once again adjusting them to fit her feet even tighter and adjusting her hair 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 to where she remembered removing her jewelry and platform sandals and wedding ring with a weird explanation for why she did being she didn't wanna intimidate the little boy with her massive sandals and that she had just decided to put her platform sandals and wedding ring and jewelry 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 strutting around loudly and worriedly before saying out loud that she wondered where the little boy went saying where little boy go without her noticing as she never left the room and have it be in quoted text in very broken English with words spelled wrong and halted English and forgetting certain basic English words saying something else. Have her continue to tidy up her salon being specific on what she was doing while happily strutting around in her platform sandals hearing the thump they made each time they hit the ground as she walked singing a traditional Korean song while she worked. Have her start sweeping glancing down at her platform sandals on her feet deciding to adjust them once again before again grabbing her broom and continuing her sweeping. Have her smile as she looked at her reflection before sitting down and crossing her legs looking at her wedding ring and saying how she loved her husband and have it be in quoted text and halted and very broken English not knowing the word for husband.
In the year of 2021 lived a delightful little boy named Jackson, who was six years old. Jackson, who stood at approximately 3 feet 7 inches tall and weighed 45 pounds, was born on the 2nd of June, 2015. He hailed from the sunny state of California. Jackson's hair was a golden shade of blond, like the summer sun, and fell in soft wisps over his light blue eyes that resembled the calm Pacific Ocean. Jackson was born into the welcoming arms of his young mother Olivia, who was twenty-six years old. Olivia was a vibrant individual standing at 5 feet 6 inches tall and weighing 130 pounds. She was born on October 11th, 1994. She adorned her soft brown curly hair in a stylish pixie cut, and her emerald green eyes were full of warm love and kindness. Jackson's father, Benjamin, was 27 years old, but unfortunately, was no longer part of their lives. Benjamin, with a height of 6 feet 1 inch, and weight of 190 pounds, was born on February 19th, 1994. He carried dark black hair in a simple undercut style while his deep-set grey eyes showed a mix of resilience and detachment. Jackson was also loved by his aunt Diana, a 24-year-old vibrant woman who was 5 feet 8 inches tall and weighed 140 pounds. She was born on April 15th, 1997. Diana had her jet black hair straightened and her earthy-brown eyes sparkled ever so brightly. His uncle, Samuel, who was often busy with other stuff, was 28 and stood tall at 6 feet 2 inches, weighing 185 pounds. Born on January 1st, 1993, Samuel had a shaggy-haired look, and his hair was fiery red. His eyes were a strong hazel, reflecting endless ambition and vigor. Jackson's beloved grandmother was Cynthia, born on August 30th, 1951. A sprightly 70-year-old woman, Cynthia stood at 5 feet 3 inches tall, weighed 150 pounds. Her hair had turned silver over the years, which she kept neatly tied in a bun. Her aging yet lively blue eyes always twinkled when she saw Jackson. One particularly adventurous day, Jackson found himself standing in front of the mirrors of a salon named "Sun Hwa's Dream”. The receptionist was a Korean woman named Sun Hwa. Sun wore a Korean style pixie cut, a blazer, a blouse, ankle-cut pants, and platform sandals. The flashy jewelry on her body resembled a starry sky, every piece telling a tale of its own. Her wedding ring was a prominent feature, the diamond glinting boldly. It seemed to bridge the gap between her cultural roots and her modern persona. Sun was 65 years old, standing slightly shorter than Cynthia at 5 feet 2 inches, and weighed 145 pounds. She was born on June 11th, 1956. Her hair was a bundle of shiny black waves and her deep brown eyes held a relaxing calmness. As Jackson entered the salon, Sun Hwa greeted him, "Y'ou wait! I, get something your hair," she stated in her broken English, her Korean accent filtering through her words. Jackson slipped his shoes and socks off, feeling the cold marble beneath his feet. As he walked around the bustling salon, He yelled out innocently, “I gotta use the potty!” Venturing down a hallway, Jackson tripped over a pair of platform sandals laying haphazardly on the floor. As he landed, the shoes mysteriously slid onto his feet. Suddenly, his clothing vanished, and his little feet began to morph into more mature ones -- adopting a woman's shape with red nail polish. Soaked in fear, he mustered his voice to speak, “I’m gonna miss mommy and grandma so much. I didn’t do anything wrong. I don’t wanna be an icky girl!” A sudden realization dawned upon him that he was no longer a young boy but instead an aged woman. On the brink of tears, he began to sing in an attempt to pull himself together: "Hush, little baby, don't say a word…". As his body continued to transform, the words of his song shifted, morphing into a traditional Korean melody: "아리랑, 아리랑, 아라리요...". By the time he finished his song, Jackson’s transformation was complete. He looked exactly like the salon owner, minus the jewelry and towering sandals. His mind filled with new memories, not of Jackson but Sun Hwa now. “Arirang, Crossing over Arirang Pass. The man I leave behind…” his tiny boyish voice having been replaced by the mature tone of a Korean woman. Looking around, his eyes fell on a pile of jewelry, a wedding ring, and platform sandals. She picked up the earrings, necklace, and collected other trinkets, adorning them one by one around her neck and on her ears. Picking up the weighty wedding band, she slipped it back onto her finger, feeling its familiar presence. Next were the elusive platform sandals. Sitting on a high-backed emerald chair, she hoisted a leg up, parting her pants at the ankle. She delicately slid in the left platform sandal, followed suit by the right. Sun Hwa then made minute adjustments, trying to account for how the shoes pinches at her arches and how the straps dug into her skin. An odd memory overwhelmed her, she recalled removing her jewelry and the platform sandals, due to her fear of intimidating the young boy with her high-heeled sandals. Therefore, she had just re-worn her platform sandals and jewelry. Implicating the adjustments she made, she fashioned them tightly against her feet, resting her slim ankles on the heights of the platform heels. She straightened her blouse and adjusted her pant legs over the rim of her sandals. The world changed instantly; all she remembered was the shuffle of removing the jewelry and the reassurance of putting them back. Looking around the salon, she muttered to herself in broken English, “Wh're L’ittle Bo'y,” tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear. Sun Hwa then wandered around the salon, the thump of her platform sandals rhythmic against the echoey salon. Sweeping the salon was beneficial for her to adjust to the sandals; few alterations were made when the shoes nipped at her feet. Gazing at her reflection in the mirror, Sun Hwa admired her glowing visage, the jewelry and platform sandals adding to her poise. Crossing her legs elegantly, she looked down at her wedding ring, picturing her loving husband. "L...Love," she declared, the English word forming on her tongue, after a moment of struggle, "Hus..band”. Her heart swelled with pride and love, her normal salon day colored with an unusual adventure.
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