Family Ties
Charlie sprinted down the hallways of Wonka's factory , his footsteps padded by his slippers. There was a new kind of quiet and stillness in the air. Most of the time , the silence was pleasant. Today however , the silence was uncomfortable.
Finally , he reached the door he was looking for , " Wonka's Room " Quietly , the boy knocked on the door and almost fell over when it flew open.
" Charlie! " Wonka said , sounding out of breath , " the memory came back again!
Could…you…stay with me? " he stammered.
Oh no! Not this again! Charlie knew well that Wonka was a child by nature but sometimes the boy really thought he should grow up! No monster lived under his bed , the tooth fairy doesn't yank your teeth out and the totem pole he recently built in the chocolate won't come alive to eat your ears!
The boy sighed. " I 'll go get my sleeping bag " Charlie said , dragging his feet back to his room.
He paused midway however.
" Oh and Mr. Wonka , please drink some milk or something! I have school tomorrow! "
Wonka cursed under his breath.
" What was that ? "
" Nothing! "