"Hi, I am Candance. It's a pleasure to meet you."
"Ahhhhhhhh! Somebody help! HELP ME!!"
My name is Willy Wonka and this is about my miserable and melancholy love life.Her name was Candace. She was the type of girl who people defined as 'not normal', but she was a beauty for me. I love her to pieces. I think about her as I sit here in this jail cell with nothing to eat besides the leftover of the soul who died before I arrived.
"I don't want you with my daughter, you filthy rag!"
June 13th 1985 I lived in the olden days where love was forbidden unless you wanted tobe hunted by the girl's father. I came to the palace to serve the king but instead decided to fall in love with a beautifil lady. Although she wasnt wearing a gown, her face was glowing in the soft, gentle breeze. I stumbled up to her being careful because she looked like a warrior n the wind.
"Sit there you ungrateful rascal!"
"Hmmmm...relax...you got this..." I thought. "H..hi..hi my name is W..Willy Wo..Wonka" I said in fear. Just like that, we talked for hours, enjoying each other. Present Day. "Huh!Hah!" I panted. I was on my way to new world. Running for my life was the most adventurous thing i had ever done in a long time. I could hear the trees whistling in the rusty air
"No! Please don't kill him!"
I kept getting visions of my beloved. But there was no time no think about her now. My life was on the line... June 14th 1985 My life was going very well with Candace, only until we discovered a difference between us. Our families had despised each other in the past. I tried everything to make them not frustrated with us..I gave them every valuable item I owned, but it still didn't work.
Present Day "Please!Please don't hurt-"Candace exlaimed. "This is for your own good.." Her father interrupted. "Ahhhhhh! Please dont kill me!" I screamed for dear life. Then suddenly somthing unexpected struck me. As i looked down I saw that a spear passed through my gut. The pain was surging throuh my veins like an electric shock.
"Noooooo!" yelled Candace. In a way, I was glad because her voice was the last thing I heard before I died. Before my heart stopped beating I thought about all the horrible things I had done not only today but in my past. Then I thought if I had served the king instead of falling for the lady, none of this would have happened. Now I know that I have to finish my work before I do whatever I want.