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Question: Story: Write me a story the way I type about 6 year old Robert going to the store by himself with money his 22 year old mom gave him. While at the store, he browsed the selection of everything with his eyes glowing at all the possibilities. Please have Robert say the quote "Wow, so many choices. Mommy is the best" Grabbing what he wanted, Robert made his way to checkout and paid for his candy before leaving the store. Feeling the Arizona heat beating down, he was stopped by 42 year old Crystal aka Crystal-Light. She was a homeless woman who was a Texas native who had been homeless since she was 15 years old after arguing with her parents. 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 darling. Y'all wouldn't happen to have another coin on you would ya? I know you're just a little boy so I hope you ain't frightened by me" in her southern accent. 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 tank top, short shorts, wedges, and felt the hat on his head along with the 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 wedge on his foot tip 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 and even a slight accent. 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 "What the hell? What in tarnation? Where did I put my damn purse and my damn wedges? Oh hell no!" 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 "This damn day really got to little old me. I'm just a timid little ol' lady. I can't be stressing myself out like this. My name is Crystal for crying out loud and I'm a Texas born woman but even I reckon this day really got to me and reminded how lonely the night life really is. Maybe one day, I'll get into greener pastures. Till then, guess all I can do is enjoy the night" in her southern accent. Crystal checked her feet making sure her wedges were secure 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.
Once upon a time, in a small Arizona town, there lived a 6-year-old boy named Robert. His eyes sparkled with innocence, unaware of the hard realities of the world. One day, Robert's 22-year-old mom gave him some money and sent him to the store, all by himself. As he navigated the store, his eyes glistened with intrigue at all the choices available to him. "Wow, so many choices. Mommy is the best," he declared, his tiny voice echoed through the aisles. Following his heart, Robert eventually picked out what he wanted and made his way to the checkout counter. As he exchanged the coins for his beloved candy and exited the store, he felt the harsh Arizona heat beating against his skin. It is here that he encountered Crystal, or as everyone know her, Crystal-light. Crystal was a 42-year-old Texas native, living homeless since the age of 15 after a consequential argument with her parents. Years of hardship had taken their toll on her, pressing her spirit down until she was but a shell of her former self, shy and sensitive. Her sandy blonde hair was put up in a bun, her baby-blue eyes still held some sparkles of the girl she once was. Crystal was wearing a woman's baseball cap, sunglasses, a white tank top and short shorts, leather wedges, and a hot pink purse. "Hey darling. Y'all wouldn't happen to have another coin on you, would ya? I know you're just a little boy so I hope you ain't frightened by me," she timidly requested in her smooth, southern drawl. "Sorry miss. Um, I don't have no more," Robert replied, his voice innocent, and honest. Crystal, sensing his honesty, smiled and reached out for a small hug. Mid-embrace, Robert felt a dizzy spell and felt himself changing. He was wearing sunglasses, he was taller, and he was a girl! "Why am I so.... I sound like the lady" Robert exclaimed, noting his new feminine voice and a slight accent. Seeing his body occupied by someone else, Robert ran towards it, pleading, "Please, we need to swap back!" The woman in his body responded, "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." Fear clenched at Robert's heart but before he could say anything more, his memories started changing. Hours later, in the hot Arizona sun, stood Crystal, disoriented and confused, "What the hell? What in tarnation? Where did I put my damn purse and my damn wedges? Oh hell no!" She spotted her belongings at the store’s parking lot, put her wedge back on and replaced her possessions. Shaking from the close call, Crystal found solace in an alley where she mumbled to herself, "This damn day really got to little old me. I'm just a timid little ol' lady. I can't be stressing myself out like this. My name is Crystal for crying out loud and I'm a Texas born woman but even I reckon this day really got to me and reminded how lonely the night life really is. Maybe one day, I'll get into greener pastures. Till then, guess all I can do is enjoy the night." As she whispered the last sentence in her southern twang, she checked her feet, slid under a large box in the alleyway, and fell asleep, hugging her purse close, now fully immersed in her new identity, without the slightest knowledge of her previous existence as 5-year-old Robert.
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