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Question: Story: Write me a story the exact way I type about 5 year old Cane at his first day of school trying to fit in with the other students and make friends. Please have Cane be brown haired and brown eyed and short with a t shirt, jeans and light up shoes. Please have Cane be extremely shy as he walks into his class. Please have his teacher be 30 year old Mrs. Jackson. Please have Mrs. Jackson be of African American descent with glasses and an afro cut with a short brown dress and short shorts with brown flip flops and hoop earrings and have her nails be painted red and be wearing a wedding ring and have numerous tattoos and makeup and lip stick. Please have Mrs. Jackson introduce herself and do a small introduction for her class before noticing Cane with his head down while she was doing her introduction. Please have the bell ring for first recess and have Mrs. Jackson release all of the students except Cane. Please have Mrs. Jackson ask Cane if she can help him be more open and not as shy Cane just held tears back as he kept his head down. Please have Mrs. Jackson put her hand on Cane's back gently and smile. Please have Mrs. Jackson tell Cane to go have fun at recess and that they'll talk a little later. Please have Cane run out to the playground where all the students were located before venturing over to the basketballs and grabbing one. Please have Cane say the entire quote "I wanna go home. Too scary here. Mommy I miss you" quietly to himself. Please have Cane shoot some hoops as a small group of kids walk into the hoop area. Please have the kids be 6 year old Mikayla, 6 year old Jennifer, 5 year old Judy, and 7 year old Travis. Please have Travis be blonde and blue eyed and tall with a t shirt, shorts and Nikes. Please have Mikayla be blonde and blue eyed and short with overalls and a dress and Mary Janes and a pink flower in her hair. Please have Jennifer be brown haired and green eyed with long curly hair and a flowery dress and girly sandals. Please have Judy be red haired and green eyed with curly hair, a shirt, shorts and thong sandals. Please have Travis say the entire quote "Give us your ball now!" Please have Cane say the entire quote "But? But? I had it first!" Please have Travis say the entire quote "How old are you?" Please have Cane say the entire quote "5 years old. I'm a whole hand" Please have Mikayla say the entire quote "Really? When's your birthday?" Please have Cane say the entire quote "Mommy said uh April 23rd" Please have Mikayla say the entire quote "Oh darn. You were so close. I was born April 21st. But I'm 6 years old anyway making me a year older than you. Give me the ball or else we'll punish you" Please have Cane say the entire quote "This wasn't the only ball. Why are you being meanies?" Please have Mikayla say the quote "Hold still" before grabbing Cane causing him to get dizzy and lose his vision. Please have Cane open his eyes before noticing he was slightly taller and there was long blonde hair getting in his face trying to brush it away before noticing his hands were smaller. Please have Cane look down and see the dress, overalls and Mary Janes Mikayla was wearing along with the pink flower in his now female hair. Please have Mikayla say the entire quote "That's what you get. You should've given us the ball" from Cane's body. Please have Cane say the entire quote "What did you do? I want my mommy!" before covering his mouth hearing his girly voice instead of his own. Please have Travis say the entire quote "Sorry but you should've listened" Please have Cane run in fear towards the closest place where he could see his reflection feeling the Mary Jane's on his new female feet as he felt the girly dress flowing in the wind as he ran and the overalls moving around as he felt his new long blonde hair bouncing around as he ran before freezing in shock at his reflection touching the pink flower in his hair. He was now staring at 6 year old Mikayla causing him to start shaking as he looked down at his foreign body not any less bothered by his blonde hair. Please have Cane start running towards the kids and his old body cringing as he felt the Mary Janes as he ran. Please have Cane say the entire quote "I want my boy body back. I don't like being a girl" hearing his girly voice again. Please have Mikayla in his body say the entire quote "Sorry I actually like being a boy. I don't know what your name is but I'm keeping this body. Have a nice fun life being a girly girl that wears dresses and stuff. Your name is Mikayla and you're 6 years old now. Get used to it. You'll never see your family again" Please have Cane collapse in the hoop area before running in panic to a secluded area and sitting down. Please have Cane sit down causing the long blonde hair to fall in his face again before looking down and seeing the dress, overalls and Mary Janes. Please have Cane say the whole quote "I hate this. I never wanted to go to school. I'm gonna miss mommy so much. I don't wanna be a girl! I hate these girly shoes and this blue thing! I hate dresses! I hate my new girly voice! I hate my long hair! I'm not a girl! My name is Cane! My name is not Mikayla!" Please have Cane stand up before looking down at his new Mary Janes as he started walking before removing the pink flower from his blonde hair before a female recess teacher stopped him and placed the flower back in his hair causing him to cringe as he fell to the ground again crying hysterically as he squeezed his new female eyes shut hoping he was dreaming opening his eyes to see he was still in Mikayla's body not knowing he was permanently stuck in the body of Mikayla and would never go back to being Cane again having his boyhood and his old innocent life taken from him making this story have a bad and depressing ending.
Once upon a time, in a small rural town, a shy little 5-year-old boy named Cane awoke for his first day of school. Cane had soft brown hair, big round brown eyes, and he was shorter than most boys his age. His first-day outfit consisted of a casual t-shirt, jeans, and a pair of light-up shoes. Picture this: school doors swing open and a timid Cane steps over the threshold of Mrs. Jackson's kindergarten class. Mrs. Jackson, a vibrant and charismatic 30-year-old African American woman known for her iconic afro, stylish glasses, and multiple tattoos. She was well-dressed in a warm brown dress, short shorts paired with comfortable brown flip flops. Her nails were painted a glossy red, her lips outlined with ruby-red lipstick, and a golden wedding ring adorned her left hand. As she introduced herself to her new students and initiated an ice-breaking session, she noticed Cane, his head down, seemingly trying to disappear amidst the crowd. Sensing his discomfort and shyness, she decided to address it later. The bell for the first recess rang, and the excited chatter of children filled the air. As they dashed out to the playground, Cane was called to stay behind by Mrs. Jackson. "Cane, are you alright?" Mrs. Jackson gently inquired, her hand resting comfortingly on his back. Though he tried hard to hold back tears, Cane kept his head down. His only response was a strained silence. With a genuine smile, Mrs. Jackson suggested, "Why don't you head out and have fun with your classmates? We can talk more after recess." Encouraged but hesitant, Cane ran out to the playground. Once outside, Cane found himself gravitating towards the basketballs. As he clutched a ball, he quietly whispered, "I wanna go home. Too scary here. Mommy, I miss you." As Cane tried to shoot hoops alone, a group of kids, Travis, Mikayla, Jennifer, and Judy wandered into the hoop area. Travis, a tall, blonde 7-year-old boy, demanded the ball from Cane, saying, "Give us your ball now!" Cane, taken aback, stuttered in reply, "But? But? I had it first!" The conversation went on, with Cane opening up about his age and his recent birthday. Mikayla, however, manipulative and relentless in their unfair game, demanded the ball once again, saying, "Give me the ball or else we'll punish you." Cane questioned their mean behavior, but before he could object, Mikayla grabbed him. A rush of dizziness overwhelmed him, and when he opened his eyes, an extraordinary change had occured. Staring down at his own body, Cane was in shock. He was now in a dress and overalls, wearing a pair of Mary Janes. The hair in his face was long, blonde. His hands were smaller. He was Mikayla. His heart raced at the realization. He ran to find a reflective surface and to his horror, the reflection staring back confirmed his deepest fears. The only thing that remained of young Cane was the fear in Mikayla's blue eyes. Devastated, he ran back to his old body, now inhabited by Mikayla, and pleaded for his original form back. Mikayla, cruelly unrelenting, revealed that she preferred being a boy and intended to keep Cane’s body. She mockingly wished him a fun life as a girl and warned that he'd never see his family again. The enormity of what happened hit Cane and, no longer able to stand, he collapsed, then ran in panic to a secluded area. Wallowing in his new reality, he cried, "I hate this! I never wanted to go to school! I hate these girly shoes and this blue thing! I hate dresses! I hate my new girly voice! I hate my long hair! I'm not a girl! My name is Cane! My name is not Mikayla!" An attempt to discard the pink flower from his hair was thwarted by a female recess teacher, who reinserted it into his hair. Each little thing drove deeper into his distress, and feeling utterly helpless, Cane capitulated, falling to the ground crying. His hope turned into despair when realization crept in; he was not dreaming. He was permanently stuck in the body of Mikayla; he was no longer Cane. His boyhood and old innocent life had been cruelly taken from him, leaving one with a heavy heart as this sad and disheartening tale ended.
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