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Question: Write me a long and thorough and detailed story the way I write about a random 6 year old boy with a description of the boy's name, age, height, weight, birthday, birth year, what state he's from, hair color and style and eye color. His young mom's name, age, height, weight, birthday, birth year, hair color and style and eye color. His young dad whose no longer in his life's name, age, height, weight, birthday, birth year, hair color and style and eye color. His young aunt's name, age, height, weight, birthday, birth year, hair color and style and eye color. His young uncle whose busy doing other stuff's name, age, height, weight, birthday, birth year, hair color and style and eye color. His grandma's name, age, height, weight, birthday, birth year, hair color and style and eye color. Have him be walking to a barber shop alone for the first as he entered the salon. Have the woman working be a Korean woman with a Korean style pixie cut, a blazer, a blouse and platform sandals with her nails painted and a wedding ring on her finger and jewelry all over her body with a description of the jewelry. Reveal the Korean woman's name, age, height being shorter than his grandma, weight, birthday, birth year being only slightly younger than his grandma, hair color and eye color. Have the Korean woman walk out of the room to get something for the boy's hair cut and have her say to the boy to wait for her to come back and have it be in quoted text and very broken English and halted with misspellings. Have the boy slip his own shoes and socks while he waited as he felt the cold floor beneath his feet as he walked around the barber. Have the boy suddenly need to use the bathroom innocently yelling out he had to potty and have it be in quoted text. Have the boy decide to go down a hallway thinking it led to the bathroom as he walked with his head up not looking at the ground. Have the boy trip over something losing his balance before looking down realizing he accidentally tripped over the Korean woman's platform sandals and managed to slip them on by accident. Have the boy go to remove them when his clothing evaporated and disappeared scaring him. Have the boy try to remove the platform sandals when his feet started cracking and aging into female feet with red nail polish matching the Korean woman's. Have the boy be scared as he worriedly started singing a song his mom always taught him to sing when he was scared. Have his whole body morph and mature into the woman's as an identical outfit formed on him and wedding ring as he looked exactly like the woman minus the jewelry. Have the boy's memories start altering as his voice and accent changed into a Korean one. Have the boy continue singing the song to calm himself down as his memories altered completely causing his innocent song to turn into a traditional female Korean song midway through and have it be in quoted text with the English song lyrics changing into the traditional Korean song and translated and also written in English too. Please have the boy be singing one song and have it be in quoted text as it morphs into a Korean song having the quoted text morph midway through but also having the Korean song also be translated. Have the woman smile as she finished singing before looking down at her outfit and her platform sandals before spotting her jewelry and strutting over to where her jewelry was and adding it to her outfit being specific about what she was adding and where she was adding it. Have the woman look around her barber shop wondering where the kid she was waiting on went before shrugging and grabbing her broom to tidy it up having no memory of who she used to be saying out loud that she wondered where the nice young man went and have it be in quoted text in very broken English with words spelled wrong and halted English. Have her look down at her platform sandals and smile before walking over to one of her mirrors and smiling before chuckling at herself. Have her say how short she is and how the platform sandals don't make her much taller and have it be in quoted text and very broken English not knowing what platform sandals are called calling them something else and looking at her wedding ring and mentioning her husband and other family members.
Let me tell you about a boy named Lucas Greyson. Lucas is a precocious little 6-year-old boy with a weight of 45 pounds and a height that reaches just 3 feet 7 inches. Born on the serene summer day of June 10th, 2015 in the picturesque state of Oregon, Lucas holds an exuberant personality within his petite frame. His hair, styled in a short, slightly wavy mop is as golden as the setting sun, and his eyes, the color of a clear blue sky, gleam with a mix of youthful innocence and curiosity. Now, onto his family. His mom, Savannah Greyson is a young, 24-year-old woman with a gentle soul and a kind heart. Born on the cool, crisp morning of November 5th, 1997, Savannah stands at a height of 5 feet 6 inches and weighs about 130 pounds. Her mane of chestnut brown hair cascades in loose waves down to her shoulders, and her large, expressive eyes are a warm hazelnut. Lucas's father, Benjamin Greyson is no longer in their lives. A handsome man standing at 6 feet 2 inches, weighing around 185 pounds, and with an age of 27, Benjamin drifted away when Lucas was just a baby. Born on the waning winter day of February 15th, 1994, his obsidian black hair, cropped short and his green eyes are memories etched in Lucas's mind from old photographs. Lucas also has an aunt, Lily, and an uncle, James both young and full of life. Lily, aged 22, standing about 5 feet 5 inches tall, and weighing roughly 125 pounds, was born on January 12th, 2000. She has a head full of honey-colored hair that she keeps tied back in a simple ponytail, and her grey eyes are always twinkling with mischief. James, ever busy with work and other tasks, is a 26-year-old who stands 6 feet tall, weighing approximately 175 pounds. Born on November 25th, 1996, his sandy hair is always spiked, and his eyes are a calm brown. Lucas's grandma, Maya, aged 65 with a gentle height of 5 feet 4 inches and weighing around 150 pounds, is the epitome of elegance and wisdom. Born on the mild spring day of May 3rd, 1955, her silver-gray hair is always pulled back into a neat bun, and her affectionate blue eyes are warm and inviting. Across town, owning a modest yet successful barbershop located on a corner street, is Mrs. Jeong Mi-Sun, a Korean woman who adds a touch of exotic flavor to the otherwise quiet Oregon town. A petite woman standing at 5 feet 3 inches, shorter than Lucas's grandma, and weighing around 130 pounds, Mi-Sun was born in the brisk autumn month of October 10th, 1960, which makes her nearly the same age as Maya. Her hair, an enchanting black with subtle shades of brown, is sporting a Korean style pixie cut. She has almond-shaped dark brown eyes that glint with an indomitable spirit. Mi-Sun adorns her petite frame with a fashionable navy-blue blazer, a cream-colored blouse, and platform sandals. Her fingers are dipped in red nail polish, complementing a golden wedding ring that shines in the store's gentle light. Random jewelry, ranging from long earrings to stylish bracelets and a few necklaces, accessorize her attire, reflecting her personality - vibrant and beautiful. One day, contrary to his usual routine, our young protagonist, Lucas, was headed towards Mi-Sun's barbershop. As he walked in, Mrs. Mi-Sun was grabbed by an urgent call which required her to step out for a bit, "Please little boy, I get thing for hair cut, you wait," she said in her broken English, before disappearing behind a corner. A strange sense of curiosity and anticipation swept over Lucas as he gently slipped off his shoes, relishing the cold sensation the tiled floor brought to his bare feet. As minutes ticked by, Lucas had an increasing urge to use the bathroom. "I gotta go potty!" he announced innocently. Spotting a hallway, he ventured towards it, assuming it led to a restroom. Engrossed in his thoughts, he didn't notice the pair of platform sandals strewn about, stumbling over them and to his surprise, finding his feet comfortably slide into them. A tinge of anxiety crept over him as he felt his attire evaporate and disappear. His confusion hit a crescendo as he attempted to remove the sandals, only to experience a strange transforming sensation. His small feet now resembled Mi-Sun's - complete with the same red polish on the nails. Feeling a chill of fear and uncertainty, Lucas began humming an old song from his mom that was supposed to calm him down during scary moments. Simultaneously, in a bizarre sequence of events, his body started morphing into that of Mrs. Mi-Sun's. Utterly taken aback, Lucas could only stand frozen in the platform sandals as Mi-Sun's complete attire formed around him, down to the wedding ring. The echoes of the song filled the empty hallway as his memories began to warp, transforming as his soft voice slowly assumed Mi-Sun's Korean accent. There he was, trapped inside this uncannily replica of Mrs. Mi-Sun, devoid of any trace of the young Lucas Greyson. Polaroids of his past faded as new ones seemed to take their place. His soft humming gradually morphed, midway, into the lullaby of a traditional Korean song, "Arirang”, which somehow flowed from his lips with an uncanny ease. The sound filled the empty hallway, his voice echoing, "*Arirang, Arirang, Arariyo... See me off over Arirang Pass*", translated into English from Korean as he continued to croon the melody. The altered version of Mrs. Jeong Mi-Sun, who held no trace of Lucas, walked over to the mirror and admired her reflection. Her fingers tentatively traced over the unfamiliar jewelry spread out in front of her - a pair of ornate earrings, bracelets with delicate designs and a necklace made out of finely carved beads which she arranged around her neck. Then, her gaze fell to an empty spot where a 6-year-old boy carved out of innocence and curiosity should have been, she murmured, "Where nice young man go?" in her broken English, dismissively shrugging her shoulders. Leaning on a broom, which was now adjusted to her height, she looked around, scrutinizing the barbershop meticulously before commencing to tidy up the place. Inside her matured frame Lucas's persona was nowhere to be found - all his memories, experiences, and his entire existence seemed to dissolve like a sugar cube in a hot bowl of soup. As she rummaged around her shop, she took a moment to admire her wedding ring and the platform sandals that adorned her feet. Marching toward a mirror in the corner of the barbershop, Mi-Sun looked at herself and chuckled, "Still short even in tall shoe. Husband and children would laugh," she said in her halted English, ending her day with a smile on her face.
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