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Question: Story: Write me a story about 8 year old Sherman walking through the city alone for the first time with his mom's permission. He intended on possibly shopping at the local corner store with the money his 30 year old mom gave him. As he walked down the street, somebody yelled at him. Looking over, he spotted 43 year old Janet aka Jolly Janet. She was a homeless woman who looked really good for her age. Her brown hair neck length. She wore a pink Nike hoodie with a black tank top underneath, a pair of gray sweatpants and a pair of pink flip flops with her purse on her lap and her backpack next to her. She was sitting down against a building when she said the quote "Hey cutie pie, please don't be scared of me. I just wanted to know if you have any quarters you could give to me?" in her sweetest voice. Sherman said no quietly with his head down feeling sorry. Janet's eyes watered and her heart melted as she saw how sorry Sherman felt. She extended one of her arms out to him. As he reached back, he felt dizzy and tired. In his sleepy slumber, he felt warm and cozy as he opened his eyes. He realized he was now sitting down on the ground against the building looking around and wondering where the woman went. He looked down at his body and realized he was wearing the pink Nike hoodie, the sweatpants and even the pink flip flops. Spotting the purse in his lap, she went through it noticing his hands looked girly but older now and saw unfamiliar things like nail polish, makeup, a taser, a knife and cigarettes as well as some unscratched lottery tickets. He also found an ID for Janet reading the DOB as May 28, 1980. His heart sinking a little at the idea of being older than his own mom. Going through the backpack revealed more clothing such as dresses skirts, heels and food items like Oreo cookies and Jif peanut butter and bread. Looking down at his feet, he removed the pink flip flops and took off the pink hoodie leaving them behind along with the purse and the backpack deeming all those items too feminine. Finding his own body in the distance, he ran over assuming the woman was in his body and looked down noticing how much different his feet looked and felt now that they were female. He frantically yelled in a childlike way in Janet's mature voice about how he wasn't supposed to be a big girl and how he was just a boy. Janet feeling sympathy remained firm as she said she didn't wanna switch back and that she would erase his memories so he would forget ever being anyone else and be comfortable in his new life as a homeless woman. Snapping her fingers, Sherman immediately felt his memories changing and maturing until he only remembered ever being Janet. The new Janet shivered feeling cold before looking down and realizing her pink flip flops, her pink Nike hoodie and her purse and backpack were missing. Janet said the quote "Oh no! Oh no! Oh no! Did I seriously take off my flip flops and my hoodie and leave my backpack and my purse behind? Oh God! What is wrong with me? I should know better being a homeless woman" Janet winced in pain as she walked around looking everywhere for her things before spotting her things in the distance. Running over to them, she grabbed her Nike hoodie putting it back on pulling her hood up over her head, she then slipped her flip flops back on and picked up her purse going through it. Noticing her ID was now missing, Janet stomped angrily throwing her purse over her right shoulder. She then picked up her backpack going through it still unable to find her ID. Throwing her backpack over her left shoulder. She walked down the road to a nearby convenience store. Walking through the doors, the female cashier behind the counter quickly told Janet to leave her backpack and purse up front on the desk. Janet instinctively did already being through this multiple times. Asking for a new pack of cigarettes as she was running low, the female cashier asked for ID. Janet told her the honest truth and explained her ID was stolen when she misplaced her stuff. The cashier then denied her the sale. Janet said the quote "Oh come on! I'm 43 years old. I'm probably older than you" before angrily leaving the store empty-handed. With tears in her eyes, Janet wasn't sure why she was so emotional today since she had been homeless for over 22 years but something was really bothering her that day as she laid up against another building ready to sleep off her stress for the night. The real Janet watched from a distance happy to be finally no longer be homeless and to be younger as well even if it meant Sherman was now sentenced to a horrible life as a homeless woman named Janet.
Title: A Walk Through The City Catapulted into independence, eight-year-old Sherman strolled through the city beneath the broad daylight. His heart was full of excitement mixed with a pinch of nerve, after all, it was his first venture out all alone. Armed with a handful of coins his mother had given him, he planned to do a little shopping at the corner store. His innocent amble was cut short when he heard someone call out to him. He turned to the voice, spotting a woman - Janet, or "Jolly Janet," as everyone called her. Janet was a figure well-known around the city, a 43-year-old woman living on the streets, homeless but always in surprisingly good spirits. For a woman her age, she looked remarkably good, her brown hair styled to her neck. Her attire, a pink Nike hoodie, a black tank top underneath, gray sweatpants, and a pair of pink flip-flops, managed to defy her homeless status. A purse laid in her lap and a backpack at her side. "Hey, cutie pie, please don't be scared of me," Janet cooed in her signature jolly manner, "I just wanted to know if you have any quarters you could give to me?" But young Sherman could not help himself. He shook his head, eyes focused on the ground feeling a strange sense of guilt. Janet's face softened and her heart ached for the young boy. In a swift turn of events, Sherman found himself woozy, then suddenly coming back to consciousness, stuck snug against the building wall, Janet was nowhere in sight. He found himself draped in the pink Nike hoodie Janet has worn, the grey sweatpants and pink flip flops replaced his own shoes. In his lap was Janet's purse. Slightly in shock and curious, he opened the purse to find unfamiliar possessions such as nail polish, makeup, a taser, a knife, cigarettes, and even some unscratched lottery tickets. But what jarred him the most was an ID that bore Janet's name with a birthdate of May 28, 1980. Frantically opening the backpack, he found more clothing and partially consumed food items. He jumped to his feet, throwing aside the clothes and shoes, suddenly feeling as if they were too feminine, too foreign. Suddenly he found himself confronting his own young body, only inhabited by Janet now. In a desperate plea, he yelled in a very woman-like voice, "I'm not supposed to be a big girl! I'm just a boy!" Despite Sherman’s pleading, Janet, who was trapped in the young boy's body, did nothing to rectify the predicament, instructing that she didn't want to switch back, and soon, he would grow comfortable in his new body. With Janet's snapping, his memories began to rewrite themselves, developing this new persona, that of Janet, where Sherman used to embed. And just there, Janet - now Sherman, behaving in all manners and strange actions as the original would do, stomped off to a nearby convenience store. The clerk greeted her coldly, denying her cigarette purchase as Janet didn't have her ID and suspicion surrounded her age. With that, Janet - Sherman - found herself leaning against a building, waiting to sleep off the day's stress. She missed her purse, her flip flops, her belongings. Her day had been possibly the worst of her 22 year homeless journey. Meanwhile, off in the peaceful distance, the real Janet observed, now in Sherman's young form. She felt the bliss of a home, the peace of being free from uncertainty and homelessness. Her years of endless struggles now passed onto Sherman who was just starting life as Janet, the homeless woman.
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