"I found the ticket! I have a golden ticket!" I exclaimed.
I ran into my house as fast as my legs would take me. I ran around waving the golden ticket in front of everyone's face. I was so happy I felt as if I would burst.
"Where!?" My brother asked running up to me. "Hey Taffy! Let me see! Let me see!"
I continued running towards my parents. They were shocked. They were simply staring at me until my dad finally broke the unexpected silence.
"Honey, that's great!" My dad said.
"You bought another chocolate bar?" My mom asked. "Please tell me you didn't eat it! Think of all the calories!"
"Moo-om!" I groaned. "Stop treating me like a child! I'm 17, almost 18! I can look after myself!"
"Alright, alright. I know." She grinned. "You are very responsible!" She chuckled.
Then my mom slowly realised something. This trip to the factory was meant for little children. I was too old. I could be old enough to be a guardian, not a child visiting Mr. Wonka's factory! My mom decided to share her thoughts finally.
"You're too old to go on this trip as the child!"
"Does that mean I can go?!" My brother burst out.
"Well... I supposed so Eric." My father responded.
As soon as he said that, my brother started dancing around and ran out of the house to go tell his friends the great news.
"You can go as his guardian. I know how much you love Mr. Wonka's chocolate." My mother finished.
I loved Wonka's chocolate more than anything. It was so creamy and when I bite into it, it takes me to another word. Anyway, when I started thinking about it, the word Wonka seemed perfect for the feeling. I was so excited for being able to go to Wonka's factory. I nodded to my mom; I couldn't wait till the day would come!
For the next week, I couldn't stop thinking about what I would see in the amazing factory.
Finally, the magical day arrived...
The five children claiming the golden tickets walked through the gates that led to the factory. They all had a huge smile on their face. From the outside, the factory didn't look very special, but I knew that the inside was a whole different story. I couldn't imagine how great a place it had to be to create such amazing chocolate. We walked up to a strange looking stage. A distinctive voice kept talking through the speakers;
"Who am I?Well..."
Then the weirdest thing happened. The curtains were lifted, and chocolate puppets started singing a light, original song to introduce Willy Wonka.
Willy Wonka, Willy Wonka,
The amazing chocolatier.
Willy Wonka, Willy Wonka,
Everybody give a cheer!
They sang. Everyone around me had the most priceless expressions. No one knew how to respond to this strange song. My brother and I glanced at each other. I could see he was as confused as I was. The only thing that kept running through my mind was "Am I missing something?" The puppets kept singing until... They burst into flames. Well that was the end of the song.
"That show crashed and burned." I thought to myself. I giggled at my own cheesiness.
Then we all spotted a strange man walking up to us in a long coat with a top hat.
"Wasn't that just magnificent?" He asked. "I was worried it was getting a little dodgy in the middle part but then that finale! Wow!"
He stepped onto stage.
"Who are you?" A little girl asked, obnoxiously chewing gum.
"He's Mr. Wonka!" Exclaimed a little boy's grandfather.
"Then shouldn't you be up there?" Asked a girl wearing a coat that looked like it was worth more than all my clothes combined asked pointing to the stage.
"Well I couldn't very well watch the show from up there now could I little girl?" Willy Wonka answered.
After some random babbling Mr. Wonka popped the strangest line I've ever heard.
"Good morning starshine, the earth says hello!"
Everyone stared with confusion. For some reason, I looked at his eyes. They were so amazing... purple... I smiled to myself. His smile was so sweet. Like his chocolate... maybe like his lips...
"Whoa! Where did that come from?!" I thought. I shook the thought from my head and continued to listen to Willy Wonka's introduction to the factory. Once it was all over, we started moving towards the factory's door. We entered into a looooooong hallway that seemed like it never ended.
"Just drop your coats anywhere!" Mr. Wonka said.
We all followed. I noticed that it was extremely warm in this hallway.
"Mr. Wonka!" I yelled. "Um I mean, Mr. Wonka, it sure is toasty in here." I repeated more calmly.
"Oh yeah, I have to keep it warm in here because my workers are used to an extremely hot climate! They just can't stand the cold!" He smiled. Again with that magnificent smile...
"Who are the workers?" Someone from the crowd asked.
Mr. Wonka turned around. "All in good time." Then he continued on through the hallway. I loved his top hat for some weird reason. The children were all following him smiling the largest smiles I've ever seen. Finally we reached the door.
"Mike Teevee you get off that cell phone right now! What are you doing over there?" I heard Mike's father yell.
"I'm texting! Leave me alone. I don't even like chocolate." He answered.
"Then why the hell are you here?" A girl answered.
"Veruca! No swearing!"A man said.
"That's not a swear word dad. Just go away. I want you to go away! I want it, I want it, I want it!" Veruca screamed.
"Okay, okay." Her dad backed off.
"Hello! Anyone interested in the amazing factory? I'm still here you know." Mr. Wonka said.
We all turned to him. He put his gloved hand onto the door. He pushed it slowly revealing a room made entirely of candy. Everyone gasped. We slowly walked in, gazing around. My eye settled on a chocolate river. It was beautiful!
"It's beautiful!" I exclaimed.
"What?" Mr. Wonka turned to me. His eyes looked into mine. We stared at each other for a while. "Um... Yeah it is!" He finally said. He looked back at me then shook his head.
"Go on! Everyone explore!" He continued. He motioned for everyone to move.
I stood admiring the place. I didn't know where to go! Which area do I explore first! Then Mr. Wonka appeared beside me.
"Not exploring?" He glanced towards me.
"Oh, no! I will! I'm deciding which way to go." I responded.
"I'll show you a cool feature." He said grabbing my hand. "Oh sorry! I didn't mean to do that like that." He said quickly pulling his hand back.
I wish he wouldn't. It was so warm. I wished he would have never let me go. I don't know what it was about him. Maybe he was just as sweet as his delectable chocolate...
"Not that I think he's delectable..." I thought. "Umm... right?" I continued. "No! No I do not!"
I walked on behind him, watching him every step of the way. I wondered where this cool feature might be.
"Can someone even be considered delectable? Okay, brain SHUT UP!"