Personal Narrative-Willy Wonka Chocolate Bar

Peeling away the outer layer of the warm willy wonka chocolate bar held in my hand so tightly that the heat emerging from my palms slowly began to melt the delectable treat lying before me. As I peered behind the bar I saw a glimmering golden light flashing and a chill rode down my spine. It had been over a month since the contest had been announced and over 50 years since the last time the golden ticket contest had been held and much to my disbelief I was a winner. I sprinted through the door of the candy store and out to the bitter cold winter air and i ran all the way home as the light snow kissed my skin. I climbed the stairs up to my family's two room apartment and burst into the room with a joy that could be felt from a mile away. I lied in bed but couldn't fight the feeling of excitement that waited me tomorrow, all the wonders awaiting me. The stories i had been told, such as the waterfalls of chocolate that i knew would even make niagra falls dwarf in its

a small elderly man stood there leaning against his cane, wearing a top hate a large coat and bottle cap like sunglasses hand reaching for my ticket, Slowly hesitating i forked over my ticket and the old decrepit man gave a brief smile with the little teeth he had left in his mouth he let out a long laugh the type you would hear from a crazy man he then looked me dead in my eyes and spoke in his course rough voice.”Good morning starshine the earth says hello.” i felt an immense confusion but the old man kept smiling he then said.”there would have been an amazing song. Had it not burned years ago.” again bursting into a laugh that reminded me of a hyena. Then out of nowhere a seriousness struck the frail man's face and the words i did not expect came out of his mouth.” Im willy wonka and this is my factory won't you join