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Question: The year is 2021. Write me a long and thorough and detailed story the way I want 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 being after April, birth year mentioned, hair color and style and eye color. His grandpa's name, age being younger than his grandma, height, weight, birthday, birth year being younger than his grandma. 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 being before April, birth year the same as 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 were strutting over to where her jewelry was adding it all to her outfit as well as adding her wedding ring with a step by step process of her adding all the jewelry and wedding ring. Have her then pick up her platform sandals walking to a nearby chair and sitting down and slipping the platform sandals onto her feet with a step by step process of her putting the platform sandals on 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 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 handsome young man went and have it be in quoted text in very broken English with words spelled wrong and halted English. 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 looking at her wedding ring and mentioning her husband and kids and how she loved her family and how she loved owning a salon.

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It was a late afternoon in the golden state of California where a lively young boy named Michael Stevens, thriving for variety and bravery, embarked on a peculiar journey. Born on the 23rd August 2015, Michael was only 6 years of age, standing at a cherubic 3.3 feet tall, with weight just about 40 pounds, a typical characteristic of a boy his age. His hair, deep brown and shaggy, complemented his sparkling green eyes, which always held an adventurous glimmer. Michael was the beloved son of young Emma Stevens, a spectacular woman in her early twenties. Born on 20th November 1994, Emma stood 5.5 feet tall, weighed around 120 pounds, her hazel, shoulder length hair glinting under the sun, lighting up her deep set blue eyes. Emma was a single mother, as Michael's dad, John Mitchell, was no longer a part of their lives. John, a muscular man born on 15th July 1992, abnormally tall at 6.3 feet with a robust structure weighing 210 pounds, had intense black, short hair and captivating brown eyes. Michael's family also included his young aunt, Sophia Stevens, born on June 26th 1995. Sophia was on the lighter side standing 5.3 feet tall, weighing 110 pounds, and her flowing chestnut hair always neatly tied in a French twist, provided a beautiful contrast to her emerald green eyes. He also had a young busy uncle, Robert Stevens, born on October 31, 1993 who's 6 feet tall, with weight about 180 pounds, sporting cropped blonde hair with charming grey eyes. Additionally, there were his grandparents: gentle grandma, Margaret Stevens, an elegant, petite woman of 5 feet tall, weighing around 130 pounds. Born on May 9th, 1958, her silver, curly hair, cascading to her shoulders, highlighted her lively blue-green eyes. Jason Stevens, Michael's wholesome grandpa, had been born on June 20th, 1960. He stood at a firm 5.3 feet, weighed approximately 145 pounds, carried salt-and-pepper short hair complementing his kind brown eyes. This extended family mirrored in Michael's spirit and he carried himself with a sweet bravado that tingled his soul on this fateful day that he decided to step into the local salon, alone. Working at this salon was a petite Korean woman named Kwon Ji-Yoo, just slightly shorter than Grandma Margaret, precisely at 4.9 feet and weighing more or less 120 pounds. She naively celebrated her January 17th birthday, adjacent to Margaret's birth year in 1958. Ji-Yoo's hair, dyed a daring maroon, was cut in a Korean style pixie cut, her eyes a deep shade of brown. Complementing her petite stature was a well-tailored blazer, a ruffled blouse tucked neatly, and platform sandals that framed her small, scarlet painted toes. Jewelry adorned her body, showcasing her traditional culture with contemporary style. Just as Michael sat nervously at the chair, Ji-Yoo gently told him in broken, halted English, "Wait lit-le boy, I come back, I get thing for h-hair cut." With that, she left the room, leaving Michael alone, his small heart pumping wildly. As he waited, Michael slipped off his own shoes and socks, letting his little feet feel the cold salon floor. Suddenly, he had a sudden urge and cried out, "I gotta potty!" Embarrassment marking his face, he hastily went towards the adjacent hallway assuming it led to the bathroom while tripping on something on his way. Looking down, he realized he had tripped over and subsequently slipped into Ji-Yoo's platform sandals. As he then began to remove them, his clothes evaporated, replacing themselves with an outfit identical to Ji-Yoo’s sending waves of fear down his spine. Then he felt an aging sensation in his feet as they morphed to resemble Ji-Yoo's, the red nail polish even matching Ji-Yoo's toenails. As the changes continued, Michael frantically pulled the platform sandals off, attempting to stop the sudden changes. But alas, they persisted. He cried: “I'm gonna miss mommy and grandma so much, I didn't do anything wrong...just had to potty..." Even in his fear, he instinctively knew that he was now inexplicably older than Grandma Margaret, evoking sobs out of him. As he continued changing, he started to sing a reassuring song his mother had taught him, "You are my sunshine, my only sunshine..." But as his body entirely morphed into Ji-Yoo's and his memories altered, his voice and accent changed to a Korean one, the song gradually morphed too, singing the lyrics of a traditional Korean song, "Arirang, Arirang, Arariyo…" which loosely translates into English as "Dear who abandoned me, will not walk even four kilometers before their feet hurt…" After an uncanny transformation, a nervous smile spread across Ji-Yoo's face as she finished singing. Surveying the neat and tidy salon, she focused on her jewelry and wedding ring that lay on the countertop. She carefully picked up the pieces, stringing the necklaces around her neck, securing her elegant earrings, draping the sparkling bracelets on her wrists, and finally, placing her shining diamond ring on her well-manicured finger. Then, she picked up her platform sandals, adjusted them on her feet as she faced the mirror, and stood up, adjusting her blazer. She delicately buttoned her blouse, adjusted the collar, and smoothed down her blazer against her formfitting outfit, patting the pleats in place. Sliding her feet into the rounded toe platform sandals, Ji-Yoo tightly clasped the buckles. Wrapping the strap around her ankle, she adjusted it, sliding her fingers along the wide platform sole and securing the chunky heel in place. She then adjusted the high ankle strap, ensuring it was tight on her feet but comfortable enough to move around daintily. Ji-Yoo then moved around her salon, her platform sandals clicking against the cold floor, taking slow, deliberate steps, her elevated heights making her movements graceful and feminine. Pausing to adjust her blazer once more, she tilted her head, admiring herself in the salon's floor-length mirrors, tugging slightly at the heels of her platform sandals, securing them on her feet. She slowly padded around her salon, uttering uncertainly, "Hand-sum young man go where?" Devoid of any memory of Michael, Ji-Yoo dusted off her work station neatly and continued, adding in her broken English, "Me so small, tall-thingy don't make me big. I love husband, kids, happy family. Me love salon." Thus, the salon painted a regular evening, humming with life but carrying an unfamiliarity born out of innocent curiosity. The enchanting reflection of the sweet boy named Michael lived on, in the mature and elegant Korean woman named Ji-Yoo, who walked her heart in the alluring platform sandals.

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May 1, 2024, 8:29 p.m.

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Published: Wednesday, May 1, 2024

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