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Owen's first day of 7th grade is finally here. He's nervous and scared but he's also excited and looking forward to finally being independent. His mom told him that she's going to work and that he c

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Question: Story: Write me a story about 7 year old Owen at Walgreens alone for the first time. With money his 27 year old mom gave him, she told him to get whatever he wanted. Knowing her birthday was coming up in September, he wanted to surprise her with a gift. Holding the gift, he paid for it and left the store. Owen was immediately stopped by 27 year old Desiree aka Desperate Desiree. She was a homeless woman who had mental problems and was underweight. Dressed in a white tank top, short shorts, leather wedges and with a purse on her shoulder. Desiree approached Owen and talked incoherently before asking if Owen had any money and apologizing for her rambling. Owen said no and apologized to Desiree. Desiree's head cleared in a way she hadn't felt in a long time as her heart grew big for the boy who cared so much for her. Smiling, she said the quote "Oh honey. It's okay. I'm not mad" reaching her arms out for a hug. Owen hugged her and felt dizzy. Opening his eyes, he noticed he was taller and looked down seeing the tank top, short shorts, leather wedges and the purse on his shoulder. Going through it, he spotted things he didn't recognize such as feminine products as well as nail polish, makeup, markers, a large lighter, straws and foil as well as an ID for Desiree with a DOB of April 24, 1996. Owen's heart raced as he realized he was in a body older than his mom. Looking at his new female hands, Owen noted how dirty they were and how the woman's body smelled. Not liking how girly the purse was, he removed it and decided to remove the wedges as well cause they were just like a pair his mom owned at home. Finding his own body, Owen ran in his new bare feet. Noting how small and girly his new feet were. Catching up to his own body, Owen's mind fogged up as he almost started incoherently talking before it cleared enough for him to beg the woman for his own body back. Desiree said sorry to Owen but she couldn't live in her own body anymore and said sorry again before snapping her fingers and erasing Owen's memories until he only remembered being Desiree. The new Desiree's mind raced with millions of thoughts as she wandered from her former body into her new life. Spotting her reflection in the mirror, she walked up to it before noticing she was barefoot and her purse was missing. Shaking her head as it cleared momentarily, Desiree said the quote "Oh God! I really need to get help. Where are my wedges and where is my purse? Come on Desiree. Be an example to your daughter" she said remembering she had a daughter who was being taken care of by her mother. Spotting her wedges and her purse, she ran over grabbing her wedges and slipping them back on and throwing her purse over her shoulder. Going through the purse, the straws, foil and lighter tempted her but Desiree ultimately decided to throw those items away. Desiree said the quote "Wow! I can't believe what I just did. I've never had the courage to do that before. It's like a whole new way of thinking" Desiree then decided to strut out of the door off to find somewhere to sleep for the next few days while she cleaned out her system of what she was no longer doing. The real Desiree was shocked and astonished. The former boy taking charge in her body believing he was Desiree had done what she had never done before but she was still happy to no longer be homeless even if it meant Owen now had to be homeless.

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Once upon a time, seven-year-old Owen was handed a few notes of money by his 27-year-old mom and was directed towards the Walgreens. "Go on, sweetheart. Buy whatever you like," she had said with a jovial twinkle in her eyes. But her birthday was nearing, and the sweet little Owen wanted to fetch her a surprise. Feeling triumphant and self-satisfied as he approached the counter holding a beautifully wrapped perfume set, the perfect surprise gift for his mom, he paid for it. The joy and pride of owing his mother a surprise were uncontainable until he stepped out of the store and was stopped by a disheveled woman known as Desperate Desiree. Desiree was a homeless woman, underweight and mentally unstable. She was adorned in a rather inappropriate outfit for her erratic condition - a white tank top which had lost its color over time, teamed with ragged short shorts, a pair of leather wedges and an overly decorated bag slung over her shoulder. After a series of incoherent ramblings, Desiree finally spat out her need for money. "S-sorry, but I don't have any more money," Owen apologized, slightly scared. A wave of clarity washed over Desiree, and she felt an undying compassion for the young boy, replying, "Oh honey. It's okay. I'm not mad" as she pulled him into an embrace. Abruptly Owen felt taller, woozy, and his clothes felt different. As he looked down, he saw he was sporting Desiree's ragged clothes and her leather wedges. Panicking, he rushed to a nearby mirror only to see Desiree's face reflecting back at him. Fear washed his heart as he realized the switching of bodies. His now feminine hands going through Desiree's bag revealed an ID of Desiree with a DOB of 24th April 1996, making her exactly 27 years old. Pulling off the purse from his shoulders which seemed too girly for preference now, and unlatching those wedges which looked almost like a pair his mom owned, he ran barefoot on the pavement trying to meet his original body. Meeting his body made him feel foggy, and he talked gibberish before clearly begging Desiree-in-his-body to switch back. But it seemed Desiree was content with her new life. With the snap of her fingers, Owen's memories faded, and his being continued as Desiree. Walking around in his new body, her mind was clouded with thoughts. She was barefoot, bagless and had a daughter she needed to be a role model to. The snapshot of reality dawned upon her, and she said aloud, "Oh God! I really need to get help. Where are my wedges and where is my purse? Come on Desiree. Be an example to your daughter." Stumbling upon the left behind bag and wedges, she adorned them back on her body. The straws, foil, and lighter invoked a much-hated memory, and she decided to discard them. A sense of newfound courage took over her, as she decided to seek help, clean her system, and provide for herself and the daughter she remembered. Confused, but permanently free from her homeless life, the real Desiree was amazed at this new found strength in their body. Little did Desiree know about the 7-year-old Owen's sacrifice and what she'd end up gaining from it.

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Aug. 2, 2023, 3:02 p.m.

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Published: Wednesday, August 2, 2023

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