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Question: The year is 2021. 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 mentioned, height, weight, birthday, birth year, what state he's from, hair color and style and eye color. His young mom's name, age mentioned, height, weight, birthday, birth year, hair color and style and eye color. His young dad whose no longer in his life's name, age mentioned, height, weight, birthday, birth year, hair color and style and eye color. His young aunt's name, age mentioned, height, weight, birthday, birth year, hair color and style and eye color. His young uncle whose busy doing other stuff's name, age mentioned, height, weight, birthday, birth year, hair color and style and eye color. His grandma's name, age mentioned, height, weight, birthday mentioned, birth year mentioned, hair color and style and eye color. Have him be walking to a salon 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 mentioned, height being shorter than his grandma, weight, birthday being different than his grandma, birth year being the same year as 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 in perfect little boy English. 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 frantically pull the platform sandals trying to remove them to stop the changes as they crept up his legs and he started changing more. Have the boy say he's gonna miss mommy and grandma so much and he didn't do anything wrong and just had to potty and have it be in quoted text in perfect little boy English. Have him somehow realize in his heart he's the same age as his grandma and much older than his mom and aunt causing him to cry. 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 and wedding ring. 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 wedding ring strutting over to where her jewelry was adding it all to her outfit as well as adding her wedding ring being specific about what she was adding and where she was adding it and how she was adding it. Have her then adjust her outfit and her platform sandals in a feminine way doing womanly things as she walked around her salon with detailed descriptions on how she adjusted her outfit and adjusted her platform sandals and with very detailed descriptions on how she adjusted her platform sandals. Have the woman look around her salon wondering where the kid she was waiting on went before shrugging and tidying it up even more having no memory of who she used to be saying out loud that she wondered where the little boy 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 not knowing the word little boy or young man saying something else looking at her wedding ring and mentioning her husband and other family members. Have her mention how tough American and English language is compared to Korean and have it be in quoted text not knowing the words American and English saying something else to describe the language.
Six-year-old Jackson Barnes, born on January 24, 2015, stood only 42 inches tall and hardly weighed more than 45 pounds. He was born and raised in Dallas, Texas. His thick mop of ash-blonde hair, cut into a swooping, bowl style, framed his bright blue eyes. The spitting image of his mother, he was every bit as adventurous as his father had been. His mother, Sarah Barnes, was an attractive 25-year-old woman, standing 5'7" tall and weighing 130 pounds. Her birthday fell on June 19, 1996. Known for her flaming read hair, typically worn in a loose ponytail, her eyes were a thought-provoking shade of gray. Jackson's father, James Barnes, exited their lives when Jackson was only a few months old. He was a tall man, standing 6'3" and weighing nearly 200 pounds. Born on April 21, 1993, his defining features were his sandy brown hair and captivating green eyes. Jackson's Aunt Lily, Sarah's younger sister, was born on July 17, 1998. She was yet in her early twenties. Despite weighing just 120 pounds, her 5'6" frame gave her a larger-than-life presence. Her wavy brown hair, hazel eyes, and bright smile only added to that appeal. Jackson's Uncle Kevin, Lily's husband, was an extremely busy man. At 28, he was a serious, no-nonsense individual. He stood 6 feet tall and weighed about 175 pounds. Born on February 20, 1993, Kevin had short, curly black hair and striking dark blue eyes that accentuated his austere demeanor. Jackson's Grandma, Margaret, was a kind, gentle woman born on the auspicious day of December 25, 1960. Despite her age of 60, she still maintained her grace and eloquence. Weighing 140 pounds with a height of 5'4", her silver hair revealing wisdom, styled with a bob-cut, brought out the gleam in her brown eyes. One day, Jackson decided to go to a salon all by himself. He was fond of the salon run by Mrs. Kim, a Korean woman who emigrated to the United States in search of a better life. But, Mrs. Kim had always fascinated Jackson with her striking Korean style pixie cut. Born in 1960, the same year as his grandma, Mrs. Kim is barely 5'1" but wears platform sandals which barely gave her any additional height. The woman was agile, weighing around 145 pounds. Her birthdate, April 14, provided a distinct contrast to his grandma's Christmas birthday. Her hair was dyed blonde, neatly stacked into a trendy pixie style, complementing her lively brown eyes. "Wait here, okay?" Mrs. Kim told Jackson, her English broken and halted, "I fetch something for hair cut." She walked away, leaving Jackson alone in the room. His curious eyes began to wander. With nothing else to do, he slipped off his shoes and socks, feeling the cold, polished salon floor beneath his feet. Before long, he felt the urge to use the toilet. "I gotta potty!" he called in his little boy voice, echoing in the empty salon. Seeing an open hallway, he decided to venture down, believing it to lead to the bathroom. As he walked, his little feet stumbled over Mrs. Kim's platform sandals, slipping them on by accident. He was just about to remove them when his clothing unexplainably vanished. He tried frantically to remove the shoes as his feet transformed within. His own young, tender feet now appeared as adult female feet with red nail polish exactly as Mrs. Kim's. "I'm scared! I'm gonna miss mommy and grandma so much! I didn't do anything wrong...I just had to potty," he cried as his body began to warp further. Somewhere deep within, he felt a sudden surge in age, akin to his grandma's age, and even more than that of his young mother and aunt. In an attempt to calm himself, he sang the song his mother always sung to him when he was afraid. "It's okay, be brave, the sun will rise every day..." His voice began to warp as well, his Texan accent now overtaken by a Korean lilt. "Geurae neo... gyeolhonhae... jogeumman deo... lo lo love you..." As he sang, he looked at the mirror, realizing he had morphed into the image of Mrs. Kim, with the same outfit and even a wedding ring. His mind began to blur, new memories overtaking old, innocent ones. "Now, where little boy run off to?" the woman spoke aloud, her words once again broken and faulty, "Why he leave pajama here?" Her gaze fell onto the platform sandals, now her own again, with a broad smile she picked up her scattered jewelry, fastening each piece with meticulous care. As she admired her reflection, she failed to recognize the little Texan boy she once was. She chuckled at her reflection, "Me so short! These big shoes make not much tall!" touching her wedding ring she quipped "And husband, brothers...they so tall!" Her booming laughter filled the salon, "English...tougher than...umm...what word? Korean! Yes!" she concluded, still laughing at her own joke, forever oblivious to the adventurous day Jackson Barnes had had in her salon. She shrugged her shoulders, tidying up the salon even more, "Where little boy go? Maybe he run home?"
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