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Question: Story: Write me a story about 6 year old Jesse shopping alone at Walgreens for the first time with money his 23 year old mom gave him. Grabbing what he wanted, he left the store only to be stopped by 32 year old Ashley aka Ashy Face. She was a homeless woman who had been for over 18 years. Her blonde hair neck length, she wore a "PINK" branded hoodie over her pink tank top, sunglasses, glittery earrings, short shorts and pink flip flops with her purse on her shoulder. Ashley walked up to the boy to ask if he had any spare change. Jesse said no feeling bad he didn't. Ashley smiled embracing Jesse in a hug. As Jesse hugged back, he felt dizzy. Opening his eyes, he noticed he was wearing sunglasses. Pulling them up, he saw his nails were now painted. As he looked down, he saw the "PINK" hoodie, short shorts, pink flip flops and the purse on his shoulder. He also felt the glittery earrings in his ears. Going through the purse, he found cigarettes and a lighter, nail polish, a toothbrush, tampons and pads. Seeing his reflection in the mirror startled Jesse as he said out loud how he's not a girl hearing the woman's mature voice instead of his own when he spoke. Looking down at his body again, he removed the pink flip flops, took off the "PINK" sweater, took out the earrings, sunglasses and purse deeming them all too girly. As he saw the nail polish on his fingers and toes, he scrunched his nose grossed out at the nail polish. Spotting his body walking in the distance, he ran over to it assuming it was the woman. Begging the woman to swap back and that he didn't wanna be a big girl, Ashley in his body said she didn't wanna swap back and to enjoy life as a 32 year old homeless woman. Hearing 32 spooked Jesse as he realized he was older than his mom. Suddenly, his innocent 6 year old memories altered, changed and matured until he only remembered being 32 year old Ashley. The new Ashley grabbed her head in pain as she took a step forward immediately noticing she was barefoot and a lot of her stuff was missing. The new Ashley said the quote "Ow! My God! My freaking head! Wait, where is my purse? Where are my sandals and my hoodie and my sunglasses and my earrings? No no no no no! Damn it!" She spotted her items a few hundred feet away and quickly ran over to them. She grabbed her pink flip flops slipping them back on. She grabbed her "PINK" hoodie putting it back on over her tank top. She grabbed her earrings putting them back in her ears. She grabbed her purse throwing it over her shoulder. She grabbed her sunglasses putting them back on over her eyes. As Ashley gathered all her things, she quickly clip clopped down the road. Suddenly catching her reflection in a mirror, she looked into her own eyes frowning. The new Ashley said the quote "I'm a 32 year old woman and I'm still out on these streets struggling so much. 18 years on the streets. Why did my life have to suck so much? I didn't do anything to deserve this" She then continued clip clopping quickly down the road as she adjusted her purse making sure it was secure on her shoulder as she looked around watching her back contemplating where to sleep for the night. The real Ashley in Jesse's body watched from a distance happy to no longer be homeless and happy to be younger. Jesse however was forced to spend the rest of his life believing he was a homeless woman named Ashley.
Once upon a time in a bustling city, there was a little boy named Jesse. One fine day, his young mother gave him some money with a mission to go to Walgreens all by himself. Jesse, who was six, felt a spark of glee and responsibility. He swiftly grabbed his jacket and embarked on his adventure to the neighborhood Walgreens. Along his path to independence, Jesse bumped into Ashley, a homeless woman notorious by the moniker, Ashy Face. Ashley had been homeless for more than half of her life, 18 of her 32 years. With neck length blond hair covered under a "PINK" branded hoodie, a pink tank top, and pink flip flops, she was a colorful presence amidst the concrete city. As the young boy exited Walgreens, lollipop in hand, he was approached by Ashley. In her gritty, wind-torn voice, she asked, "Got any change, sweetheart?" Upon hearing her request, Jesse felt guilty. He shook his head, "No." Immediately, Ashley embraced him in a comforting hug, her rough hands insignificantly gentle on his small back. Suddenly, Jesse felt a peculiar dizziness. Blinking back the haze, he realized he was wearing sunglasses. The world looked noticeably different. Pulling up the glasses, he caught sight of his painted nails. Clad in a "PINK" hoodie, short shorts, holding a purse on his shoulder with glittery earrings hanging from his ears, he discovered he was in Ashley's body. Panicking, he rummaged through the purse and found items that were distinctly feminine and practical for a woman living on the streets: cigarettes, a lighter, nail polish, a toothbrush, tampons, and pads. Looking in a mirror, he sounded high and startled, "I'm not a girl!" He quickly removed the pink flip flops, took off the "PINK" sweater, took out the earrings, sunglasses and purse, cringing at the foreignness of it all. Even so, seeing his body with Ashley in it, walking away in the distance, kindled an emotional turmoil within him. He ran, pleading with Ashley, "Please, I don’t want to be a big girl!" However, Ashley, now in Jesse's body, refused to shift back, arguing that Jesse should enjoy life as a 32 year old homeless woman. The mere realization of being older than his mother triggered something in Jesse. Suddenly, all his innocent six-year-old memories revised themselves, morphing until he could only remember being 32-year-old Ashley. Groaning, Jesse-now-Ashley muttered, "Ow! My God! My freaking head!" Recognizing her possessions strewn around him, he ran to collect them. He donned the hoodie, slipped on the flip flops, hung the purse, and replaced the earrings and sunglasses. Despite her hardships, the new Ashley accepted her fate. She cursed her life, "I’m a 32-year-old woman and I'm still out on these streets struggling. Eighteen years on the streets. Why did my life have to suck so much?" While the new Ashley clip-clopped away, contemplating where to find a safe place to sleep, her old self, housed in Jesse's body, observed from a distance, grateful for the newfound youth and freedom from homelessness. Then again, Jesse, now living his life believing he was Ashley, had a whole new world of challenges to face all alone.
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