When 8 year old Jason walks through the city for the first time with his mom's permission, he is entrusted with the task of buying a candy bar for himself. On his way back, he gets stopped by 34 yea

Once upon a time, in a city bustling with life, lived an amiable boy named Jason who was only eight years old. One day, he found himself entrusted with the task of venturing alone into the city to purchase a candy bar from a grocery store - a task his 26-year-old mother had permitted him to do for the first time. Accomplishing it with excitement, he held his gained candy tight, heading back home with a triumphant smile on his face. While on his way, Jason's innocent eyes were caught by a striking woman, who soon interrupted his way. This was Kendra, a 34-year-old hooker who had fallen prey to a smoking habit due to the many adversities she had experienced. Dressed scantily in a minuscule crop top, short shorts, and tall platform sandals, her miseries masked behind the colourfully dyed red hair that cascaded down her shoulders. Mustering the courage to approach a young boy, Kendra requested some money for a meal. Jason, realizing he had no money left, sympathetically offered her his coveted candy bar. A sweet smile adorned Kendra's face as she lauded Jason for his kindness, wishing all men could be as generous as him. Leaning forward for a hug, she embraced the little boy who reciprocated the gesture unknowing of the crucial twist that was about to occur. As he withdrew from the embrace, a sudden dizzy spell befell Jason, which was followed by notable changes in his perspective. A quick look down revealed a familiar sight: Kendra's outfit, her purse, even her cigarette. Panicked, he dropped the lit cigarette, disgusted by its smell. It was then when he recognised his reflection in a nearby glass pane - he had taken on Kendra’s form. Jason, or now Kendra, seemed terrified. Scared of the idea that he was now older than his own mother, surpassing her in age by almost a decade. But as the dread immersed him, his memories slowly metamorphosed until all memories of Jason faded, leaving him with a newfound persona of Kendra. Still disorientated, the new Kendra exclaimed, “Ow, my head! Wait, where are my platform sandals and where is my purse? What is wrong with me? Hope all the money is still there. I need a cigarette!” Locating her belongings nearby, she hastily picked up her purse and slipped into her shoes, ensuring the money was still intact. The thoughts that once belonged to Jason began to twist and turn to align with Kendra's life. “I hope I never make a mistake like that again. I should head back to the corner if I stand a chance at making any more money tonight. Better sway my hips a little on the way back," she contemplated. Assertively, she puffed on her newly lit cigarette, making her way back to her previous spot. Unbeknownst to her, the real Kendra, who had now taken Jason's form and enjoyed the innocence of childhood again, watched from afar. Life, she thought, had given her an unexpected boon - the freedom from her past misery, while Jason, whose life was just beginning, was now trapped in the convoluted existence of Kendra.