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Illustration of a 12-year-old boy, Bradley, and his 55-year-old aunt, Marianne, engaged in a lively conversation. They are sitting on a porch, with Bradley looking determined, and Marianne wearing a thoughtful expression.

You are still so young my sweet summer child. You would never last a day in my shoes.

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Question: Question: Write me a story about 12 year old Bradley arguing with his 55 year old aunt Marianne about whether or not he was mature or understood basic things about life. "You are still so young my sweet summer child. You would never last a day in my shoes" Marianne said. Bradley replied "Bet I would" "Oh hon, it was a different time back then. If you do get to see the world as me, I hope you have fun" Marianne replied. Bradley responded "I'd love to grow up back then. Bring it on. As myself? That'd be amazing" Suddenly, Bradley's vision got blurry and he got dizzy. The world around him slowly getting darker until it was gone. Bradley then heard the sounds of children laughing. Much louder than he had ever heard before. Bradley noticed he was shorter, much shorter. He looked down and his eyes bulged out of his head. He was wearing a pink dress with overalls attached to it and a white shirt underneath as well as some black Mary Janes. Bradley knew some stuff about the history of fashion and this was unlike anything anyone in was wearing in 2023. This looked more like 1970s clothing. As he walked worriedly, a group of girls called out to him. "Hey Marianne, you wanna play hopscotch or jump rope?" Bradley's heart sunk in his chest, he was living as his mom when she was a child. Walking over to them, he asked "How old am I again?" shocked at hearing his mom's voice as a little girl. One of the girls replied "Oh this is a fun game. You are 7 years old" Bradley told them he would be right back and ran all the way to his grandparent's house and looked in the mirror. Seeing his new reflection was crazy, even his hair was styled like the 70s. "Hey Marianne, are you okay honey?" Bradley's grandma but Marianne's mom asked him. "I am fine. Just using the bathroom. I really had to go" Bradley's grandma then walked up and said "You got a lot on your mind hon? I know how to relax you back to normal" she then grabbed Bradley by his head and rubbed gently. Bradley suddenly felt his memories changing until he only remembered himself as Marianne. His thoughts changing mid-sentence. "But wait, I'm not M, I'm not--- But mommy, I'm not ready for bed yet. I wanna play some more." the new Marianne said now with a goofy smile on her face. Marianne's mom smiled saying "That's good dear. Have fun" Marianne then ran back to her friends to play hopscotch with them. She wondered why she even ran home in the first place but shrugged it off and got back to hopping living the rest of her life as Marianne while the Marianne from the future no longer remembered having a nephew.

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In an ordinary neighborhood, lived a curious young boy named Bradley, an inquisitive 12-year-old with a spirited temperament often finding himself in debates with his 55-year-old Aunt Marianne. Their favorite topic was the difference between their generations, with Marianne always ending the conversations by saying, "You are still so young, my sweet summer child. You would never last a day in my shoes." With defiance, Bradley would protest, "Bet I would." Marianne, with a wistful smile, replied, "Oh hon, it was a different time back then. If you do get to see the world as me, I hope you have fun." "I'd love to grow up back then. As myself? That'd be amazing," Bradley responded. Suddenly, Bradley's vision blurred and he experienced a dizzying sensation. The surroundings became dark until everything went black, punctuated only by the piercing sounds of uproarious laughter. As he stumbled to his feet, everything felt strange, notably his height - he was significantly shorter. Looking down, Bradley gasped. He was dressed in a 1970s style - a pink dress with attached overalls and a white shirt underneath, paired with black Mary Janes. He thought it was his knowledge about the history of fashion that informed him, but it was much more personal than he could comprehend at that moment. As he uncertainty roamed around, a group of girls called out, "Hey Marianne, you wanna play hopscotch or jump rope?" Shock froze Bradley as realization dawned on him – he was living as Marianne when she was a child! Bradley rushed to what was his grandparent's house. As he looked in the mirror, he took in the strange reflection, from the 70s styled hair to the unfamiliar dress. His encounter with his grandmother, misidentifying him as Marianne, was the last straw. Panic-filled, he lied about needing the bathroom to escape. However, Marianne's mom, sensing uneasiness, gently rubbed his forehead hoping to soothe him, but instead triggered a peculiar transformation. His memories began to morph, abandoning his current identity. Bradley, now Marianne, seemed to have reverted completely into the mindset of a seven-year-old girl. "But wait, I'm not M, I'm not--- But mommy, I'm not ready for bed yet. I wanna play some more," Marianne argued, her tone changing from despair to cheerfulness halfway. She ran back to her friends to play hopscotch, unable to recall the traumatic memory of transitioning from a boy from the future to a girl from the past. Life moved on as normal for young Marianne, completely void of any memories of her future self having a nephew named Bradley.

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July 27, 2023, 6:35 p.m.

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Published: Thursday, July 27, 2023

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