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The first time William shopped alone with his mom's money it wasn't easy. He had to pass a woman in the grocery store and she scared him. But soon, William realized something was wrong. Jenny, the w


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Question: Story: Write me a story about 8 year old William shopping alone at the grocery store for the first time with the money his 30 year old mom gave him to get some candy. Browsing through the store, he had to get passed a woman saying excuse me to her. This caused her to jump in fear saying he scared her. The woman was 37 year old Jenny aka Jittery. She had her long hair dyed pink wearing a pink tank top, jean short-shorts, and leather wedges with a purse on her shoulder. William apologized for scaring her dropping his money unknowingly. Jenny smiled and offered a friendship hug. William hugged her, then felt sick. Opening his eyes he felt taller. Looking down, he saw the same tank top, short-shorts and wedges as well as the purse on his shoulder. Going through the purse, he saw unfamiliar things like cigarettes and a lighter, a shot of vodka, tampons, pads, nail polish and a pocket knife. William removed the purse and the wedges deeming them too girly. Williams said the quote "Why is my hair pink? Pink is for girls" He spotted his own body and ran through the store barefoot to catch up to his body assuming it was the woman. Telling her they were in the wrong bodies somehow, Jenny said the quote "No actually. I'm done being on edge and homeless. Enjoy your miserable 37 year old life" William cringed hearing 37 realizing he was older than his mom. He grabbed his pink hair as his memories quickly changed and matured until he only remembered himself being Jenny. The new Jenny wondered why she had a migraine when she looked down noticing she was barefoot. Jenny said the quote "Why am I barefoot? Why did I take off my wedges and my purse? What is wrong with me? I hope my knife, my cigarettes and my vodka wasn't stolen" Jenny then spotted her purse and her wedges discarded in an aisle. She immediately ran over to them grabbing her wedges and sitting down slipping them back on. Standing up, she quickly picked up her purse throwing it over her shoulder. She then checked the purse making sure her nail polish, tampons and pads were still inside. Spotting the money, Jenny who no longer remembered being William picked it up and walked over to the candy at first before shaking her head. She then strutted over to the beauty section browsing all of the hair color products, makeup, lipstick and nail polish. As she grabbed some nail polish and makeup, a little girl walked passed her causing her to jump in fear. Jenny then bought the items with the money she found leaving the store. As she got outside, she pulled out her knife making sure it still opened properly before pulling out her vodka shot drinking it. She then pulled out a cigarette and her lighter lighting it up and smoking it. Jenny said the quote "I feel so lucky. Not only did I retrieve my lost wedges and my purse, I also got some cute new nail polish and makeup to try on cause of the money I found" before strutting off to find a place to sleep. The real Jenny in William's body was relieved. Now she wouldn't have to be homeless anymore. William however was forced to spend the rest of his life believing he was a homeless woman named Jenny.

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Once upon a time, in a small neighborhood grocery store, an 8-year-old boy named William hesitantly skimmed the candy aisle. His mom, a strong, kind-hearted woman of 30, gave him some cash and ushered him into the store by himself for the first time. His heart pounded with anticipation; today, he felt like a grown-up. As he was enthusiastically examining the shelves filled with all kinds of delicious treats, he majestically said, 'Excuse me,' to a woman inadvertently blocking his path. This woman was no other than Jittery Jenny, a 37-year-old woman known for her distinct pink hair, pink tank top, jean short-shorts, and towering leather wedges. Upon William's polite interruption, she jumped in fear, making a small moan, "Oh, you scared me!" In the midst of the chaos, William lost grip of his precious money. Startled, he quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you." Jenny, overcome with the innocence of William's apology, smiled at him, offering a friendship hug. Hesitant but not wanting to be impolite, William hugged Jenny. Suddenly, he felt unwell, his vision was blurred, and he felt an odd sense of height. As he opened his eyes, he felt taller and, looking down, he saw pink fabric and short shorts- he was wearing Jenny's clothes. He was in Jenny's body. "Wh-Why is my hair pink? Pink is for girls," William stammered, staring at his reflection in the freezer's glass door. In panic, he spotted his own body, now seemingly controlled by Jenny, walking away. Barefoot, he chased after his body, calling out, "Wait! I think we're in the wrong bodies." Turning around, the body which had once belonged to William, now Jenny's voice came out. "No actually. I'm done being on edge and homeless. Enjoy your miserable 37-year-old life," she said. William felt his heart drop at hearing the number 37, he was now older than his mom. As he clutched his new pink hair, memories flashed in his mind, old memories merged with new, until he only remembered himself as Jittery Jenny. As dread washed over her, she picked up the discarded purse and wedges, reviewing the unfamiliar but now familiar personal items: cigarettes, a lighter, vodka, tampons, pads, nail polish, and a pocket knife. A sudden panic hit her, "Why am I barefoot? Why did I take off my wedges and my purse? What is wrong with me?", she mused, "I hope my knife, my cigarettes and my vodka wasn't stolen." Thankfully, she found her purse and wedges discarded in an aisle, she quickly slipped into her wedges and slung the purse over her shoulder, checking it meticulously. Financial relief washed over her as she spotted the money William dropped earlier; she picked it up and headed for her new hobby, selecting and purchasing some bright new nail polish and makeup. Upon exiting the store, she decided to check her pocket knife, ensuring it was functional before taking a quick swig of vodka, lighting a cigarette, and striding off into the sunset. "I feel so lucky. Not only did I retrieve my lost wedges and purse, I also got some cute new nail polish and makeup to try on because of the money I found," she said to herself, finally able to breathe a sigh of relief. Meanwhile, inside the grocery store, Jenny, in William's body, was delighted. Being homeless was now a thing of the past. But for poor William, who would now live his life believing he was Jittery Jenny, the unexpected twist of fate was downright heartbreaking.

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Aug. 1, 2023, 2:34 a.m.

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Published: Tuesday, August 1, 2023

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