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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 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. 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 aging 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. 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 and wedding ring was adding it all to her outfit being specific about what she was adding and where 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 the things she did to upkeep her salon. 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 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 mentioning how old she is. 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.
Once upon a time, there was a 6-year-old boy named Billy born on June 10th, 2015, in the state of Colorado. He stood a little over 3 1/2 feet tall and had a healthy weight of 46 pounds. Billy was born with luscious locks of brown hair which he styled in a sweet, tousled look that perfectly matched his lively brown eyes. Billy’s mother, Jane, was a young woman of just 24, born on January 21st, 1997. Standing at a height of 5’6” and a weight of 135 pounds, she was quite noticeable. Jane preferred to wear her blonde hair slightly below her shoulders, and her light blue eyes complemented her hair beautifully. The figure of Billy’s father had faded in their lives. Billy's memories of him were vague at best, his father, Mike, no longer an active part of their lives. A native of Colorado, Mike was born on February 12th, 1996. He was a sturdy 6-footer who carried his 180 pounds comfortably. His hair was a darker shade of brown compared to Billy, often kept in a short messy style, matching his brown eyes. Billy's aunt, Alice, was a charming brunette of just 22, born on November 10th, 1998. Standing at 5’5” and weighing 125 pounds. Her style was lively, much like her personality, with a trendy bob cut and green eyes. Then there was Uncle Bob, who, unfortunately, was just too busy navigating his life at the age of 27. Born on 30th June 1993 in Colorado, standing at a height of 5'9" and weighing 160 pounds, he was a robust man with black hair styled into a slick undercut and a pair of hazel eyes. The wellspring of love for Billy was his grandma, Linda, born on April 5, 1959. She was now a jubilant 61-year-old lady, standing at 5’3”. Linda had a weight of 145 pounds, her hair a salt-and-pepper hue styled into a low maintenance pixie cut. Her wise blue eyes held a spark that age could never fade. One typical sunny Colorado day, Billy embarked on his first solo trip to the barbershop. His excited, innocent eyes scanned the room. A Korean woman muscled around the shop, her whimsical pixie cut styled in a Korean fashion. She carried graceful movements in her blazer and blouse and platform sandals, her nails painted in a striking red matching her dainty wedding ring. The woman, named Jisoo, was born on July 25, 1959, which oddly was the same year as grandma Linda but had a distinct birth date. She stood shorter than Linda at 5’2” and weighed a little less at 130 pounds. Her black hair shimmered beneath the ceiling lights, her small almond-shaped eyes were a mesmerizing dark brown. "Wait here, little one. I find something good for hair cut. You wait, yes?" Jisoo's English was broken and halting, filled with misspellings. She left towards the back, leaving Billy waiting. While absentmindedly waiting, Billy slipped off his shoes and socks, experiencing a new, thrilling chill up his spine as the cold tile kissed his bare feet. Billy felt an innocent rush and wandered curiously around the room. Suddenly, "I need to potty," he announced loudly, before darting down a hallway, his head up, too preoccupied to watch the floor. Suddenly, Billy tripped over something, his body descending unceremoniously onto the cold floor. He'd tripped over the Korean woman's platform sandals, which now somehow were on his feet. The shock of the incident was quickly replaced by another wave of surprise as his clothes bizarrely disappeared, leaving him bare and exposed. He tried to pull off the sandals, but his feet began to crack and age, morphing from the smooth and small size of a boy to a mature woman's feet, red nail polish adorning his toenails. "I miss Mommy! I didn't do anything wrong…just gotta potty…" he cried out. Quickly, despite his boyish fear, a realization sunk in that he was no longer a boy but transforming into an older woman. Tears clouded Billy’s eyes, and as he replayed his mother’s comforting words, he began to sing softly, “Hush little baby, don’t say a word..." His small voice turned soft, melodious, and suddenly, his English lyrics began to blend into a familiar traditional Korean song - Arirang. The words floated from his lips, now mirrored the language of a native Korean speaker, "Arirang, Arirang, Arariyo...,” the hauntingly beautiful melody echoed in the empty shop as his transformation continued. When the final note hung in the air, Billy was nowhere to be seen. In his place stood Jisoo, same black pixie cut, same blazer and blouse, and those exact platform sandals. However, she lacked the array of jewelry she'd worn earlier. Looking down at her outfit, she spotted her missing pieces on a nearby table. She moved with practiced grace, adding the pieces one by one, starting with her silver earrings and ending with her delicate gold ankle bracelet. Now fully back in her own skin, Jisoo tightened the blazer around her waist and kicked her legs up a bit, managing to adjust the back strap of her platform sandals. She pranced around the salon, dusting off the seats, fluffing up the pillows all while subtly adjusting her outfit now and then. She glanced around, puzzled by the absence of the little boy. Shrugging, she murmured, "Where nice boy go huh?" She began to sweep the floor, tidying up the place. There was no memory of Billy to be found. She chuckled softly at her reflection in the mirror, glancing down at her platform sandals. "So short, even 'big shoe' no help. My husband haha, always teasing...ah, and my lovely grandkids. Old Jisoo ready for any adventure." She murmured about the struggles of the English language, though her vocabulary was limited, "Difficult country language, Korean so simple." Her laughter filled the salon, and life went on, leaving behind an innocent little tale of a boy named Billy.
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