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Question: Story: Write me a story the way I write about a random 6 year old boy with a name of the boy, description of what he looks like, sounds like, is wearing and what he's doing and where he lives. Have the boy go to bed one night and wake up in the body of Beyonce. Have him wake up at a table and describe him sounding like Beyonce when he spoke, what he looked like, was dressed like and how his innocent 6 year old mind never went away and he never adjusted or got used to being Beyonce and have it be permanent.
Once upon a time in the city of Hopewell, Virginia, lived a six-year-old boy named Nathanial. Nathanial, or Nate as his friends called him, was a goofball at heart. He had a mop of raven black hair, always tousled in every direction, bright blue eyes that twinkled with curiosity, freckles sprinkled across his nose, and a mouth that was more often than not, smeared with traces of a recently eaten candy bar. With his characteristic azure jersey and dungaree shorts, he could often be found playing in the park with his toy trucks, humming to the tunes of his favorite cartoons. His voice was a high-pitched, enthusiastic chirp, a lovely childhood melody that filled the air. His innocence and naivety were as pure as the first snow of winter. One day, Nate fell asleep in his Spider-Man bedspread, clutching his Batman figure tightly in his hand. It was a night like any other, lit up by the luminescent glow from his dinosaur-themed lamp. But when he woke, everything was different. As he stretched his arms above his head, he immediately noticed the difference in body mass; where he was once small and thin, he now felt heavier and taller. On glancing down, he saw that he was dressed in a shimmering gold sequin gown with a slit that ran up to his thigh. He felt the weight of luscious, flowing hair of honey blonde, replacing his dishevelled dark hair. He saw manicured nails replaced his usually dirt-streaked, tiny ones. He looked into the mirror and stared at his reflection. The face of one Beyonce Knowles, a pop superstar, looked back at him. His first reaction was a startled yelp. When he opened his mouth, however, what came out was not his usual soprano but the warm, velvety mezzo-soprano that Beyonce was globally renowned for. The sight was beautiful, and the voice was mesmerizing. But in the blues of his new eyes, there was confusion, fear, bewilderment. They were the eyes of little Nate, a tender six-year-old who'd just lost his truck in the sand of adulthood. Throughout the following days, everyone around him commented on his fantastic vocals, exceptional style and cultured sensibilities. But with the mind of a six-year-old, he never saw himself as a superstar; instead, he yearned for his comfortable azure jersey and cargo shorts. Mentally, he was still Nate that loved superhero cartoons, candies, and had a world beyond imagination. The world saw Beyonce, a veteran pop star. But behind the shades of the diva was still Nate, an innocent boy thrust suddenly into stardom, never adjusting to being a woman of achievement and influence. Indeed, it was a phenomenon the world could never understand. Amid the glitz and glamour, Nate lived on, with the sweet and innocent melody of his six-year-old self ever present in the depths of his heart. Life continued, albeit differently, in exciting, scary, amusingly odd and peculiar proportions for the young boy trapped in a popstar's glitz and glamour.
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