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Question: Story: The year is 2024. Write me a story the way I type about a random 6 year old boy walking through the store with his 22 year old mom with a description of the boy's name, hair and eye color, hairstyle, what he sounds like, height, birthday, birth year, what he's wearing and have it be jeans and a shirt and shoes and his mom's name, height, birthday, birth year and what state they live in and what state she is from. Have there be a 12 year old boy walking through the store with his mom with a description of that boy's name, height, birthday, his hair and eye color and hairstyle, what he sounds like, birth year and what he's wearing with it being warmer clothing of a t-shirt shorts and flip flops with a description of the flip flops and a hat with a description of the hat and his mom's name, height, birthday, birth year and what state she and her son are from. Have the 12 year old boy notice the 6 year old boy pushing the 6 year old boy over and taking the 6 year old boy's shoes and socks running off confusing the boy. Have the 6 year old boy say the quote "What the? My stuff!" before chasing the 12 year old boy. Have the 12 year old boy say the quote "You have to catch me if you want your stuff back" Have the 6 year old boy run halfway through the store barefoot before walking down an empty aisle. Have the boy start walking down the aisle noticing the other boy's hat on the ground now grossed out at the look of the hat. Have the 6 year old boy not notice the flip flops in his walkway that belonged to the 12 year old boy accidentally slipping his feet into them grossed out. Have the 6 year old boy get grossed out at the flip flops on his feet saying the quote "Ew! I hate sandals! Get them off! Mommy! Help!" Suddenly, the boy's feet starting cracking and aging into a perfect fit for the flip flops as his clothes started morphing as his jeans turned into shorts like the boy was wearing and his shirt became a t-shirt like the boy was wearing as he grew taller and looked more and more like the 12 year old boy. Have the 6 year old look in the mirror as his voice got deeper and he tried yelling for his mommy but have his quote alter to sound less like a 6 year old boy and more like a 12 year old boy talking halfway through "Mommy! Help me! I _________" filling in the blank of the quote to resemble a 12 year old boy. Have the boy's memories keep altering until he only remembered being the 12 year old boy. Have the 12 year old boy look around the aisle before looking down at his body and noticing the hat on the floor. Have the boy walk over picking up the hat and putting it on before walking over to the mirror and studying his reflection. Have the 12 year old boy say a quote "_______" sounding like a 12 year old boy as he thought about his former mom now being attractive and his new mom as his real mom and fill in the blanks before looking for his mom having no memory of being a 6 year old boy.
The year is 2024. Harrison, a 6-year-old cherubic boy with hazelnut hair delicately combed in a mushroom cut, strolled through the store with his mom, Leah. Born on the summer day of July 30, 2018, he had a pair of striking blue eyes. Although short for his age at just 3 feet 6 inches, his wonderfully high-pitched voice filled rooms with life. Harrison donned a pair of dark blue jeans and a plain white shirt, his favorite attire. A pair of shiny black shoes covered his tiny feet. Leah, a young mother of 22, born on January 5, 2002, accommodated Harrison's small form beside her. Standing at 5 feet 5 inches, she was a proud resident of Wisconsin yet her roots were traced back to Minnesota. Parallelly, in the same store, a 12-year-old boy named Anthony wandered with his mother, Martha. Born on February 14, 2012, Anthony was a tall lad for his age at 4 feet 8 inches. His ash-blond hair sat messy on his head, complementing his dark green eyes perfectly. His voice, growing deep with adolescence, occasionally cracked but always carried an amicable tone. He was dressed in a comfortable, warmer outfit, a crimson t-shirt, and faded denim shorts. His feet were snug in flip flops with a cool, tropical motif. Over his head was a navy blue hat with an embroidered skull and crossbones, showcasing his love for adventure. His mother Martha was a petite woman, her 5-foot stature a match to her loving persona. Born on December 9, 1986, she held the Californian heritage along with her son. Out of the blue, Anthony noticed Harrison, playfully pushing him over and pilfering Harrison's shoes and socks. "What the... My stuff!" exclaimed Harrison, sprinting barefoot to chase the older boy. Teasing him, Anthony responded, "You have to catch me if you want your stuff back." By the time Harrison reached an empty aisle, he was panting and gave up the chase. Walking slowly, he noticed Anthony’s hat discarded on the ground. "Ew! How does he wear this dirty thing?" He muttered, his nose crinkling in disgust. Suddenly, he felt something squish under his feet. Looking down, he realized he had slipped on the discarded flip flops. "Ew! I hate sandals! Get them off! Mommy! Help!" he yelled. Quite abruptly, Harrison's once smooth, tender feet began to age commensurate to the dewy 12 years old as his clothing morphed to match Anthony’s. His jeans turned to shorts, his shirt to a t-shirt, and he grew taller, resembling his former tormentor. Confronting a mirror, he witnessed his voice deepen mid-sentence, "Mommy! Help me, I... I think something's wrong." As his memories began to align with Anthony, his former 6-year-old existence began to fade. Picking up the abandoned hat, he donned it before studying his reflection again. His mind now rippled with false memories of his new life, his former mom attractive in his eyes now, and his new mom Martha felt familiar – his real mom. "I need to find… mom," he echoed, now fully immersed in the life of 12-year-old Anthony. He no longer held any recollection of his former 6-year-old self, Harrison.
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