Royalty? You have got to be kidding me.

Introduction

"Okay, make way for the princess of Parkon, Wendy Gilbert!" my three year old little brother Harold introduced me in his little baby voice as I walked into the lounge room, dressed as if I was a beautiful princess. I was wearing a long dress, which was actually a medium length dress of my mother's, very large shoes that were also my mum's, and my hair was the best I could style it too, a side ponytail.

"Thank you, thank you, but I must rest, now shoo shoo." I sighed in a fake posh voice as I sat down on the couch and turned on the TV to my favourite show, Sesame Street.

Oh how I wished I was a real princess. I would get to do all of the things that I wanted, no one could boss me around, and life would be perfect. At least that's what I thought.