Author's note: I do not own Charlie and the Chocolate Factory. This story mainly focuses on Myself, Charlie, Violet, Mike, and Mr. Wonka. This is my first story here, so I ask the viewers to review and even ask questions, and I will respond in a timely and polite manner. I hope you enjoy reading this!
Chapter 1: The Mysterious Morning
It was the very cold morning of January 31 in Indianapolis, Indiana, and I woke up from my very peaceful slumber. But for some reason, something was definitely off. My TV was still on, and it was currently on the news. Not only that, but I had no memory of last night. There was also this annoyingly shiny glare in my eyes. My curtains are open, so it must be the sun, I thought. But then I realized it was the sunlight bouncing off something on my pillow. When I looked, it was a genuine golden ticket made by Willy Wonka. That was definitely odd. Suddenly, the newscaster on TV spoke of a sixth ticket being found, by me no less! Before I could react, she showed pictures of the other winners, and they were the kids from the book and two movies! (They all had the looks of the 2005 version, and no doubt they had the same personalities.) I couldn't believe it! Wasn't there only 5 tickets? Was I dreaming? I decided to pinch myself, but I had forgotten I don't feel pain very often. It all felt real, so I might as well enjoy it. I looked at the date of when I have to arrive, and it was tomorrow! "I better tell my parents about this!" I exclaimed. Rushing out of my room, I went to see my parents. I stopped in my tracks because I found out really quick that it was very dark in the house, and it was eerily quiet. "Where's my family?" I asked, confused. They were nowhere to be found, and it unnerved me. I then saw a postcard on the table for me:
Dear Son,
If you are reading this, then we are still gone. Your mom and I are still in California visiting your sister and her husband. We saw that you had won a golden ticket, and we are very proud of you. Unfortunately, we won't be able to go with you, but we have faith that you will be good. We even made an arrangement for you to go to the factory by helicopter. We also are leaving money for a hotel for at least 3 nights. All you have to do is be at the airport by 12:00 pm, and you should be able to get a good night's sleep and then walk to the factory. We hope you have a safe trip, and that you enjoy yourself.
Love,
Dad
I was definitely ready to head to this factory, and with my knowledge of what happens, I was a shoe-in to win, I thought as I was riding in the helicopter. The sights were truly amazing, and they were even better when I made it to London, where the factory was. I checked into a hotel and I could barely sleep due to anticipation. The next morning, I finally arrived at the gates, wearing my black combat boots, camouflage pants, and Beatles T-shirt. I was ready to take my place as the sixth ticket holder.