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Robert goes to the store for the first time and has a wonderful experience.

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Question: Story: Write me a story the way I type about 6 year old Robert going to the store alone for the first time with money his 22 year old mom gave him. While at the store, he browsed the selection of candy, chips and soda with his eyes glowing at all the possibilities. Please have Robert say the quote "Wow, so many candy bars. Mommy is the best" Grabbing the candy he wanted, Robert made his way to checkout and paid for his candy before leaving the store. Feeling the Arizona heat beating down on him, he was immediately stopped by 42 year old Crystal aka Crystal-Light. She was a homeless woman who had been homeless since she was 17 years old after arguing with her parents and them kicking her out. Over the years, her confidence and determination withered until she was shy, timid and easily sensitive. Her sandy blonde hair which was up in a bun still had a hint of beauty as did her baby blue eyes. Her skin despite aging from being in the outside elements constantly still had a youthful glow to it. She was wearing a woman's baseball cap, sunglasses, a white tank top with a hole in it, short shorts and a pair of leather wedges with her hot pink purse on her shoulder. She held a special spot in her heart for her wedges and her purse as she had recently been gifted the wedges by one of her fellow homeless female friends and she found the purse brand new in the dumpster behind a department store. She calmly stepped closer to Robert before bending down. Please have Crystal say the quote "Hey sweetie. Anything you have would help me even if it's just a penny. I know you're just a little boy so I hope you're not scared of me" Please have Robert say the quote "Sorry miss. Um, I don't have no more" he said being honest about his lack of money. Crystal smiled as she knew the boy wasn't lying to her and reached out for a hug. As Robert hugged her, he felt dizzy. Opening his eyes, he noticed he was wearing sunglasses, pulling the sunglasses off, he noticed he was taller. Looking down, he saw the same same tank top, short shorts, wedges, and felt the same hat on his head along with the same purse on his shoulder. As Robert got a look of his new reflection in the mirror, it startled him to see he was now a girl. As he looked down, he stuck his tongue out in disgust at how girly he looked. Trying to take a step forward, he felt the thump of the wedge on his foot causing him to trip and fall. Robert decided to remove the purse, the wedges, the hat, the sunglasses and undo the bun in his hair deeming it all too girly. Now barefoot, Robert found it much easier to walk. Please have Robert say the quote "Why am I so.... I sound like the lady" he said noting he now had a woman's voice. As he spotted his own body, he started running towards the woman. Looking down in disgust at the tank top and short shorts as he did noting they were also too girly but he decided not to remove them. Catching up to his own body assuming the woman was inside it, Robert frantically begged in his innocent little way for her to swap back with him. Please have Crystal say the quote "Sorry hon, but I'm sick of being homeless and alone. Enjoy your life as a single 42 year old woman living on the streets. I'll erase your memories so it's easier" Robert's heart dropped in fear as he heard the number 42 realizing he was much older than his mom. He felt his memories begin to change. A small part of him hoped that he wouldn't actually forget being the 5 year old Robert cause he didn't want to lose his youth and he didn't wanna be a girly girl. Those hopes shattered as he started seeing visions of his new hard and miserable life as Crystal until his memories completely until he only remembered being Crystal. The new Crystal was disoriented as the Arizona sun beat down on her head. Crystal felt the hot pavement below her and looked down at herself before getting frustrated and confused. Please have Crystal say the quote "Wait a minute. What the hell? Why am I barefoot? What did I do with my purse? Where is all my stuff? Oh God! This damn heat is getting to me. I can't remember what I was doing. It's bad enough I'm homeless now I'm becoming stupid on top of it" Crystal eventually spotted her purse and all of her things in the nearby grocery store parking lot running over to them. She put her hair back up in a bun, she put her baseball cap back on, and she put her sunglasses back on. She then grabbed her wedges and slipped them back on her feet and picked up her pink purse throwing it over her shoulder. Crystal then saw some sketchy looking women acting out in the parking lot and heading her direction. She started trembling slightly but immediately gained her composure and started walking quickly in the other direction the sound of her wedges aggressively thumping beneath her. Crystal eventually found solace in a nearby alley where she sat down and gained her composure calming herself down. Please have Crystal say the quote "So glad I found my wedges. Can't believe I removed them. Like the sweetest gift I ever received out here and I just took them off? Why would I do that? Don't know why I left so much stuff behind today. That's not like me at all They make me feel so safe and so tall. And I'm so glad I found my purse. Pink is my favorite color. Wish I owned more pink stuff. Can't believe they really tried throwing this bag away" Crystal pushed on her wedges making sure they were secure on her feet as she fell asleep in the alleyway and hid her purse in a safe hiding spot having no memory of being a 5 year old named Robert and doomed to spend the rest of her life as a homeless woman named Crystal.

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Once upon a sunny Arizona day, a peculiar journey unfolded. Six years old Robert, with his first touch of independence, ventured alone to his neighborhood store. He held tightly onto the money that his youthful 22-year-old mother gave him, excitement bubbling within. Walking along the candy aisle, he gazed in awe at the tempting candy bars, chips, and soda. "Wow, so many candy bars. Mommy is the best," he gasped in pure joy, grabbing the one his heart desired. Having completed his mission, he proceeded to the checkout and proudly handed over the money. As he left the store, the warm Arizona heat wrapped around him like a thick blanket. And that's when he saw her, Crystal. At 42, Crystal lived a life of hardship and loneliness. Orphaned at 17 and residing in the streets, she had lost much of her confidence, morphing into a timid and sensitive lady. But her azure eyes and sandy blonde hair, tied up in a bun, whispered stories of her once youthful and hopeful life. Dressed in a frayed white tank top, short shorts, and leather wedges, she held a hot pink purse as if it were her lifeboat. Gently approaching Robert, she bent down to his level. "Hey sweetie. Anything you have would help me even if it's just a penny. I know you're just a little boy so I hope you're not scared of me," she said softly, hoping not to overwhelm him. "Sorry miss. Um, I don't have no more," Robert replied honestly, his money spent on the candy bar still snug in his bag. Understanding his honesty, Crystal asked him for a hug. As Robert complied, a sudden wave of dizziness hit him. Opening his eyes, he found himself in a new height, adorned in Crystal's outfit. A ghastly reflection stared back at him in a nearby car window. He had transformed into the woman he had just met, from his blonde hair to her leather wedges. "Why am I so.... I sound like the lady," he realized in shock, his voice taking on a feminine lilt. Trying to reject this new version of him, he quickly discarded the accessories and shoes as they were far too girly for his taste. He found his new barefoot state more comfortable. With resolution, he ran towards his former body. Frustrated and scared, he pleaded, "Hey, gimme back my body!" Crystal, now in Robert's body, responded nonchalantly, "Sorry hon, but I'm sick of being homeless and alone. Enjoy your life as a single 42-year-old woman living on the streets. I'll erase your memories so it's easier." A shiver ran down his spine at the realization of his new age, older than his mom. His life began to rewind, replaying on a different film. Visions of Robert's playground were replaced with Crystal's homeless life. He tried to grasp his fading youth, but Crystal's past was all he remembered now. Dazed under the Arizona heat, Crystal - the one now residing in Robert's small frame - noticed her bare feet on the hot pavement. "Wait a minute. What the hell? Why am I barefoot? What did I do with my purse? Where is all my stuff? Oh God! This damn heat is getting to me. I can't remember what I was doing. It's bad enough I'm homeless, now I'm becoming stupid on top of it," she muttered in confusion. Upon spotting her belongings scattered in the parking lot, she rushed to gather them. With her stuff secured, she noticed a few shady women, fear prompting her to flee towards a nearby alley. Here, she finally found some solace. "So glad I found my wedges. Can't believe I removed them. Like the sweetest gift I ever received out here and I just took them off? Why would I do that? Don't know why I left so much stuff behind today. That's not like me at all They make me feel so safe and so tall. And I'm so glad I found my purse. Pink is my favorite color. Wish I owned more pink stuff. Can't believe they really tried throwing this bag away," she admitted to herself, adjusting in her new yet familiar reality. Cozy in her alley, Crystal dropped off into a deep, much-needed sleep, oblivious to how the day had started as little Robert. Now, her future lay ahead, never remembering that day, forever etched in her heart as Crystal, the woman of the streets.

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Sept. 14, 2023, 11:34 p.m.

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Published: Thursday, September 14, 2023

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