A Wand of My Own Solo

The bell tinkled as I nervously walked into Ollivanders, holding my breath to see what would come next.
"Ahh, Amanda, I've been awaiting you." The speaker was a old man - Ollivander. "Do come in."
I stepped into the old and cluttered store, wondering how Ollivander didn't lose his mind, amidst all the mess.
"What do you need? Now then..." Ollivander then proceeded to pull out a long, narrow box, which upon opening, was found out to contain a wand. A long, thin dark wand with some swirls on the end.
"Here, try this dear. It might do. Go on, give it a wave." I waved the wand about hopefully, this way and that way, and ending with a sharp jab. Nothing happened. My heart sank.
"No..no, That won't do... here... try this one." Said Ollivander as he pulled out another box, a bit dustier. I waved the wand. It shuddered.
"Oh, no, definitely not! Cheer up, we'll find you a wand. Ah yes, I should have seen this before."
Ollivander handed me another wand, this time lighter wood than the first, also with swirls on the bottom. I tried it out. Suddenly the whole room glowed with light coming from the wand.
"Of course, this is the wand that picked you Amanda, take good care of it."
I purchased the wand and left the shop, my heart full of happiness.

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"Two thing are infinite; the universe and human stupidity, and I'm not sure about the universe" - Albert Einstein