Lila's story: 16 year old Lila was over at her 65 year old grandma Sharon's. Sharon was out in the backyard with some of her friends. She asked Lila to join them. Lila happy to join her grandma went

Once upon a time, on a sun-kissed afternoon, 16-year-old Lila found herself at her 65-year-old grandma Sharon's house. Her grandma's backyard was alive with the chatter of her friends who had come over to spend the day knitting, gossiping and reminiscing the fond days of their youth. "Come and join us, Lila," Sharon had called out to her granddaughter, patting the seat beside her. Lila, always fascinated by the stories the older women had to share, agreed readily. She trotted off to find her favorite pair of Converse sneakers to comfortably spend her day on the grass, only to find them chewed up, courtesy of Sharon's mischievous pug, Charlie. Crushed at the sight of her favorite sneakers ruined, she brought them to her grandma. But as she showed the shoes to Sharon, the wrinkles on her face lifted as she laughed. "Those are not the proper shoes for you, dear," Sharon said, her old hands patting Lila's, "Borrow a pair of mine." Although hesitant, Lila allowed herself to be ushered back into the house. She looked around the room, filled with Sharon's antiquated footwear collection, her face scrunched in disapproval. No way was she going to wear them! Before she could voice her objections, Sharon picked out her strappy sandals and charmingly persuaded Lila to try them on. "They might be a tad snug, but you'll get used to them," Sharon had sworn, helping her slip into them. The moment the sandals went on, Lila felt a sharp pain shoot up her legs. She looked down, aggrieved, to see her once youthful feet transformed into the folded, weathered feet of her grandmother, the toes adorned with white nail polish, identical to Sharon's. Terrified at the sudden transformation, Lila tried to shake the sandals off. But Sharon, surprisingly strong for her age, held them in place. As her struggle continued, Lila noticed the changes spreading - her vibrant tank top and distressed denim shorts seamlessly morphing into the floral print shirt and khaki shorts Sharon was wearing. Sharon stood there, watching the transformation in completion. Lila, panting heavily, stammered, "I… I can't…" But her words trailed off as the last vestige of her young self was replaced by Sharon’s mindset. "Thank you, Sharon," she found herself saying, against her will, "These sandals fit perfectly." She looked over her reflection, the smile on her face shocked her. She felt contentment, the panic, and confusion seemingly vanishing. Now as Sharon, she walked out, making her way to the gathering outside. Among the laughter and stories, Lila momentarily fizzled into oblivion, accepting her new identity as Sharon. She rejoiced in the stories she was now part of, letting herself be swept away in the nostalgia, wildly forgetting the young girl she used to be.