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Question: The year is 2024. Write me a long and thorough and detailed story the way I type about a random 6 year old boy with a description of the boy's name, where he's from in the US, birthday, race being white, birth year, height, weight, hair color, hairstyle, eye color and what he's wearing shoes included and what he sounds like as he walks home alone for the first time with permission from his young mom. Include his mom's name, age, birthday and birth year, height, and weight. Include his dad's name, age, birthday and birth year, height and weight and have him not be in his son's life and explain why. Include his young aunt's name, age, birthday and birth year, height and weight. Include his young uncle's name, age, birthday and birth year, height and weight and have him not be present either. Include his grandma's name, age, birthday and birth year, height and weight. Have the boy be excited to tell all the cool stories about walking alone he was gonna to his mom and grandma when he went over to her house and his loving stuffed animal and his dog. Have him get home and fall asleep. Have him jerk awake at some point in the night when he realizes he's sleeping on a couch he doesn't recognize. Have him notice everything is in black and white have him sit up realizing he's taller and his hair is long and blonde. Have him run to a mirror in fear seeing a woman staring back at him. Have it be Judy from the 1968 version of Night of the Living Dead. Include an actual description of her actual outfit and appearance from the movie sandals included. Have the house be empty but the outside surrounded by zombies. Have him try to remove the shoes but find they are stuck to his feet. Have him try to cry for help from his mom but unwillingly say something Judy would say and have it be in quoted text. Have the boy try to leave the house but unwillingly do something a scared female would do instead with a description of what he does. Have the swap be permanent and the boy be sad and scared.
In the suburban enclave of Sioux Falls, South Dakota, lived a sprightly lad named Eli. Born on a delightfully sunny day, July 19, 2018, Eli stood just shy of 4-feet tall with a weight proportionate to his age, unsurprising for a six-year-old. His white skin was lightly dusted with freckles and his hair - a strikingly beautiful chestnut hue - was stylishly cut into a close crop, accentuating the vividness of his blue-green eyes. He was wearing a navy-blue shirt with his favourite character from Paw Patrol adorning its front, coupled with blue jeans and his "lightning bolt" sneakers– crimson with traces of white. His voice resonated the fresh note of youth as he merrily set off alone for the first time, humming a familiar tune from his favourite show, his steps vibrating with an eager rhythm, anticipation dancing in his heart. He was excited to return home and recount his adventures of the day to the two most important women in his life - his 27-year-old mom, Grace, and his beloved grandma. Grace, born on June 4, 1997, was a young, single mother. She stood 5'6", weighing around 140 lbs, always sporting a kind smile on her face. Her husband, Eli's father, named John (born on August 19, 1995, towering at 6'1" and weighing about 185 lbs), had left before Eli was born for reasons unknown to the young boy. His absence was a vacant reality, but life moved on with its bittersweet blend of joy and longing. Eli also held his 22-year-old aunt, Beth, born February 8, 2002, who was 5'4" and weighed 120lbs, and his uncle, Adam, 24, born April 16, 2000, who was 5'8" and 150 lbs, in high reverence. However, they weren't as involved in his daily life due to their respective careers. His grandma, Mary, born December 5, 1955, was a petite woman of 5’ standing tall in her love for Eli, her weight being around 100 lbs. Eli loved sleeping with his stuffed animal, a fluffy red-and-yellow dragon, by his side. His nights often rocked to the rhythm of his loyal Golden Retriever, Max's breathing, the very image of homely comfort. One day, walking back home in high mirth, he drifted off on his couch and was abruptly awakened, finding himself in an unfamiliar monochrome setting. Panic rose in him as he discovered the floor beneath him had lengthened and his hands had turned soft, dainty. His hair shockingly transformed into long, blonde strands, cascading down his shoulders. Fear gripped him as he raced to the mirror only to find a reflection of a young blonde woman. "Judy" her memory whispered, the Judy from the classic 1968 horror, "Night of the Living Dead". Her attire comprised a beige long-sleeved top, beige pedal pushers, a wide white belt, and, most jarringly, white heeled sandals, which, much to his mounting horror, refused to come off. Eli found himself on the precipice of an unimaginable reality, encapsulated in a body and a time not his own. Hysterical at his incredulous situation, he shouted out, hoping his mom would hear him. But a shocking sentence slipped out, involuntary and not his own, "They're coming to get you, Barbara." Outside the window, Eli saw hordes of zombies advancing on the house. Overwhelmed, Eli – or rather, Judy attempted to escape the house, but, instead of running towards freedom, she fell into a hysterical cavalcade, stumbling through the unfamiliar house, her body not adhering to her internal cries for help. Her terrified whimper echoed throughout the house, sending shivers down his spine. As the dawning reality of this inexplicable switch settled in, Eli felt a profound wave of sadness sweep over him. With Judy's reflection staring back at him and countless undead lurking outside, he was trapped—with his family merely distant memories, leaving Eli alone in 1968 in the skin of a woman with a terrifying fate awaiting her.
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