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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, birth year being slightly older than his grandma, hair color and eye color. Have the Korean woman leave 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 finally removing the platform sandals but not stopping the changes. 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 older than 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 as he looked exactly like the woman minus the jewelry and wedding ring and platform sandals. 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 before spotting her jewelry and wedding ring and platform sandals 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 pick up her platform sandals walking to a nearby chair and sitting down and slipping the platform sandals onto her feet. 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. Please include a detailed description of how she adjusted her platform sandals on her feet. Have reality change and include an explanation for why she was barefoot and not wearing any of her jewelry or her wedding ring and why she put it all back on and include it in the story. 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 and have her look around in ignorance not remembering what she had been doing. 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 different. Have her continue to tidy up her salon being specific on what she was doing to tidy it up all while happily strutting around in her platform sandals hearing the thump they made each time they hit the ground when she walked. Have her add grab something else that belonged to her adding it to the outfit being specific on what she was adding and why.
Once upon a time, in the sunny state of California, lived a young boy named Ethan James Wellesley, who was 6 years old. Standing at approximately 42 inches tall and weighing a sturdy 45 pounds, this boy was a vibrant spark of energy and curiosity. Ethan, born on April 17, 2015, had wavy chestnut-brown hair that sat jovially around his face and big, chocolate eyes that seemed to take in the new wonder of the world each day. Ethan lived with his young mother, Cora Mae Wellesley, who was a beautiful lady of 26. Born on February 6, 1995, she was a petite woman, standing at 5 feet 5 inches tall and weighing around 145 pounds. Cora had sleek black hair that fell down to her shoulders in loose curls and mesmerizing emerald green eyes. Ethan's father, Daniel Randall Wellesley, was no longer in their lives due to personal complications. Daniel was a tall man, standing at 6 feet 2 inches and weighing exactly 189 pounds. Born on December 12, 1993, 28 years old, he had sandy brown hair kept in a buffer-fade haircut, and piercing deep blue eyes. Ethan was reservedly close to his young aunt, Amanda Jane Wellesley. At 24 years old, born on May 11, 1997, she was a statuesque woman standing at 5 feet 7 inches tall, weighing around 153 pounds. Her sunlit blonde hair was styled in a bob, and her eyes were a warm, comforting hazel. His busy uncle, John Michael Wellesley, 30 years old, born on November 26, 1991, was seldom seen due to work. The 5 feet 10 inches tall, weighing a stocky 174 pounds, man had rugged, thick black hair and striking gray eyes. Ethan's loving and supportive grandmother, Theresa Marion Wellesley, at 68 years old was the backbone of their family. Born on June 20, 1953, she had a petite frame standing at 5 feet 3 inches and weighing 155 pounds. Despite her age, she retained her fiery red hair that hung loosely till her shoulders and had lively light blue eyes. One day, Ethan decided to venture to the local salon for a trim. As he walked into the salon, the smell of hairspray and shampoo filled his nostrils. Running the show was a Korean woman, named Jeon Ji-yoo. At the age of 70, and just a hint shorter than Ethan's grandma at approximately 5 feet 2 inches, and weighing around 143 pounds, Ji-yoo was a lively character born on February 1, 1951. Her hair was a jet-black shade, styled as a pixie cut. She had a petite face with keen, discerning brown eyes which held a lifetime of knowledge. As she was bustling around the salon, she was adorned in a stylish blazer, a chic blouse, coupled with platform sandals that showcased her painted red toenail. Her hands bore the weight of heavy gold and diamond jewelry, an explicit proof of her elevated tastes. With a gentle smile, Ji-yoo told Ethan in her broken English, "Vyait, pikachoo. I gyate somituing preerp fort yore hat cuttury." Ethan slipped off his shoes and socks as he waited, the cold tile sending shivers through his small feet. And suddenly he felt a familiar urge, “I gotta potty!” he exclaimed. Seeing a hallway, he thought it led to restrooms and started to trot towards it. On his journey, he accidentally tripped over Ji-yoo's discarded platform sandals, slipping them on in his fall. He was shocked when his clothes disappeared and his body began to change, starting from his feet to his legs. They cracked and aged, the small toenails coated in a hue of red polish. Ethan, scared out of his wits, started to pull and tug at the shoes in a desperate attempt to discard them as his transformation into the Korean woman continued. "I'm gonna miss mommy and grandma so much. I didn't do anything wrong, I just had to potty," he cried. He felt a sudden onset of maturity that told him he was now an adult, older perhaps than his own grandmother. Terrified, his voice resonated out of habit, singing the song his mother taught him in fear, "Hush now, my baby, hush now my love, the angels are watching from heavens above..." As he sang, his body underwent the changes to become Ji-yoo's. He found himself in an identical outfit as hers, minus the jewelry and the wedding ring. His memories seemed to waver and blend, his voice subtly gaining a Korean accent. The English song morphed midway through his singing, his words becoming foreign, "천사들이 천국에서 지켜보고 있어... (The angels are watching from the heavens above...)" Done singing, Ji-yoo’s smile blossomed. She reached for her shoes and trotted in them, prim and proper. Noticing her jewelry, she put on the gold necklace that extended down her neck, smelling the floral scent of her specialized perfume. Finally, she secured her ring, feeling the cool metal in contact with her skin. That would explain why she was barefoot and not wearing her jewelry or her wedding ring because she was about to change. "Veyre dat title boi gyone? Veyre's dat pikachoo?" Ji-yoo wondered aloud, her spoken English broken with words jumbled. She giggled at herself, "I shoart. Paltform sundals make me litle mora tall." Finishing her tidying, she walked into the back room and came out holding a colorful scarf. "I put scarf and shoes on noa, warmer." With it tied around her neck, she was the picture of blissful ignorance, humming her traditional song, her platform sandals thumping with every step she took on the salon floor. Little did she know, the boy she was waiting for was now her. And thus, the salon resumed its normalcy, the Korean woman busied herself in making it a tranquil place. Unbeknownst to her, her life had intertwined with a boy's in a peculiar way, etching a story worth telling—one about platform sandals in the most unexpected way.
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