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Question: Story: Write a story the way I type it about 5 year old Shaun spending the summer at his 32 year old cousin Rose's house. Shaun's 35 year old mom Heidi always assumed the best of Rose and never would've assumed Shaun could have anything bad happen to him in her care. However, Rose was good at hiding her troubling behavior. Rose flaunted with her long red hair and her green eyes. She wore dresses and other feminine outfits paired with heels, wedges, platforms and flats as well as as jewelry, makeup, lipstick and nail polish. But behind all that glamour she portrayed herself in was an addiction to alcohol she had fighting since she turned 21. 11 years later, her addiction was getting worse but she tried as hard as she could but had recently started giving up on it and resenting her family cause of her addiction. Shaun was downstairs watching TV and playing video games when he realized 10:30 pm was fast approaching and yet dinner had not been served. Shaun got worried as Rose normally prepared dinners hours before this meaning tonight was not a usual routine for her. Deciding to go upstairs and check on her, Shaun wearily opened the door to Rose's bedroom. A strange smell Shaun didn't recognize hit his nostrils and made him gag, the smell of strong alcohol. Rose's room was a mess with clothes everywhere, trash everywhere, sticky alcohol stains and more. Rose was lying down on her sprawled out snoring the night away. As Shaun hesitantly approached Rose in her bed, he tried shaking her awake but she just slurred something under her breath and rolled over going back to bed. Please have Shaun say the quote "Rose? Um I'm hungry" Rose wasn't responding. Shaun's stomach growled again but he decided to give up and just go back downstairs. As he started leaving, his feet slipped into something he hadn't seen on the floor, a pair of leather platform sandals Rose had just kicked off her feet moments ago prior to passing out on her bed. Grossed out at how girly the shoes were and noticing a weird sweaty smell and sticky texture coming from the sandals, Shaun went to remove them. Pulling as hard as he could, the sandals wouldn't budge causing Shaun to freak out loudly almost waking up Rose. Suddenly, his feet started cracking and aging into Rose's complete with her white nail polish. With his eyes bulging out of his head in fright, Shaun yanked on the sandals as hard as he could trying to remove them but the changes only accelerated. His hair grew long and red as his eyes turned green and alluring. His teeth grew straight but yellow from alcohol as the taste lingered in his mouth. His voice matured into Rose's slurry pitch as his whole body matched Rose's perfectly. A slightly torn tank top and ripped short shorts forming on his body as a navel piercing formed in his belly button. The real Rose started evaporating into a mist until the bed she was sleeping in was empty causing Shaun to come to terms with the realization that he was becoming his cousin's replacement. He felt his memories beginning to shift. His only hope being that he would be a better person than the real Rose. Slowly, he saw visions of himself as Rose drinking alcohol, puking and passing out. These visions startled Shaun as he realized as he was becoming the same kinda person Rose was already. Slowly, his memories completely altered until he only remembered being Rose. The new Rose felt the throbbing headache that came out of nowhere as she grabbed her head in confusion. Disoriented, she looked around the room confused as to why she was up and why she wasn't sleeping. Thinking about how nice some sleep would be, Rose took a step towards her bed tripping and falling onto her bed. Rose looked down at her feet spotting the platform sandals. Please have Rose say the quote "Stupid platforms! I thought I kicked these off just before I passed out. I guess I must've put them back on" Rose grabbed a bottle of rum she had already opened and took a big chug of it before stumbling out of her room to the bathroom. She then stumbled downstairs carefully as she balanced in her platform sandals walking to the kitchen before sitting down on the kitchen floor and looking down at her platform sandals again. She thought about her cousin Shaun before immediately dismissing him from her mind deciding he was probably keeping himself occupied just fine. Rose decided to remove them As soon as her bare feet touched the cold floor, she screamed cause the floor was cold and immediately shoved her feet back in the platform sandals. As she looked down at her body, she started drifting off eventually falling asleep with her platform sandals on her feet having no memory of being the very same 5 year old cousin she wasn't even worried about.
Once upon a time, in the heart of summer, a cherubic five-year-old named Shaun was sent by his mom Heidi to stay at his cousin Rose's house. At 32, Rose was always cordial and fun-loving, the perfect host in the eyes of Heidi. With her radiant red hair and enchanting green eyes, Rose was a sight to behold. She loved to play dress-up, often flaunting feminine outfits paired with a stunning array of shoes, from flawless heels to comfortable flats, and accessorizing with exquisite jewelry, complemented by artful makeup. However, all that glitters is not gold. Behind her glamorous exterior, Rose fought a fierce battle with alcohol addiction. It was a demon that had plagued her since she turned 21. Now, 11 years later, her struggle was escalating, nearly sapping all hope from her life and leading her to resent her family for her afflictions. On one such eventful night, Shaun sat downstairs, engrossed in his favorite cartoons and video games. As the clock struck half-past ten, Shaun realized that they hadn't had their dinner yet. Rose usually prepared meals well in advance, but this night seemed to break the routine. Shaun mustered up the courage to check on Rose. He opened the door to Rose's room and was hit with a wall of unfamiliar scent that immediately made him gag, unmistakably that of alcohol. The room was in a state of absolute mess, and through it all, Rose snored in deep, oblivious slumber. Shaun approached her hesitantly, his tiny voice filling the silent room, "Rose? Um, I'm hungry." But all he got in return was an incomprehensible mumble from Rose. Exhausted and hungry, Shaun decided to retreat back to the living room. But as he turned to exit, he slipped on a pair of leather platform sandals that lay carelessly on the floor. He tried to yank the sandals off his feet, but to his horror, found them stuck. What started as a minor inconvenience soon took a strange turn. Shaun felt his body changing. His feet mimicked Rose's perfectly pedicured ones, white nail polish sparkling ominously. His curly locks morphed into a vibrant shade of red, eyes turning green, and the bitter aftertaste of alcohol tainted his innocent mouth. Shaun was morphing into Rose. As Rose began to dissolve into thin air, Shaun was forced to confront the terrifying reality. He was turning into his cousin. But instead of fearing the prospect, he hoped that he'd prove to be a better person than his troubled cousin. However, his newly forming memories painted a rather haunting picture, where he saw himself teetering on the edge of sobriety, just like Rose. Now, as Rose, she woke up floating in confusion, clutching her throbbing head in her hands. She stumbled towards the bed, mumbling curses at her platforms, "Stupid platforms! I thought I kicked these off just before I passed out. I guess I must've put them back on." She grabbed a bottle of rum, taking a long, satisfying gulp before navigating her way down. The unsuspecting Shaun seemed to have vanished from her thoughts completely. On removing her sandals, she was met with a chilly shock causing her to quickly shove her feet back in. With no memory of her past as Shaun, she succumbed to sleep, a bottle of rum, and a pair of discarded platforms as her only company.
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