"That boy and girl on that bench over there." My mother pointed out. We saw them and moved in a little closer to hear them.
"Well we did what we told mom and dad we were going to do." The girl said.
"Yep, we ran away from home." The boy said.
"But now we don't have any home, food, or know anyone that will take us in."
"Don't worry, we'll manage somehow."
"Oh honey, we have got to help them." My mom said feeling sorry for them.
"How?" I asked my mom.
My mother than whispered something into my ear and I completely agreed with her.
"I wish that brother and sister would become their ideal image of each other."
The little girl grew taller as she aged then her hair became black and curly, though the transformation didn't stop there; her body color became black as she became overweight.
The boy was also another story, he grew older and taller, but his hair became black and his race changed to Asian.
"You're looking fine as ever baby." The black woman said.
"Didn't I tell you to stop reading my mind?" The Asian man said. The two of them then began kissing each other romantically.
"So the girl wished she was an overweight black girl and the boy wished to be an Asian?" My mom asked sounding freaked out.
"Well that's what their ideal image was for each other so yeah."
Well now let's...........