The day my dad swapped ME for the prime ministers job

W.A.L.T: Write an introduction that hooks your audience.

To Entertain

“Money, money, money, Must be funny in a rich man’s world!...”

Sang my Dad in his croaky llama voice, no he is not a llama but not going to lie, he really does sound
like one. When he sings his favourite song always brings me back to that dreaded day. Has your Dad
ever swapped you for something he desired with all his heart? Well, my name is Neta and my Dad has! 

This father of mine really wants to become the king one day

If you are wondering this odd man works as part of the government.

Now onto the story of how I got sold to the prime minister...

“Daaaadddd!” I exclaimed, “what is your idols name again?” 

“The king honeyyyy!” he yelled down the house.

“Oh yeah thanks”. I murmured in my usual ‘ I forgot he was such a weirdo’ Voice.

How can my dad be such a dreamer, I mean does he really think he can become The King of England
out of nowhere someday?

I was thinking about how weird my father was when suddenly, I had an idea. Why can he not aim for
something smaller something almost as good, someone like the… the, umm…

“I got it!” I shouted forgetting I was not the only one in the house.

“He can be the Prime Minister!” “Wow, I am so smart aren’t I,” I said.

Now to the basement, I went to tell him my wonderous idea. Long after I explained the solution to how
he finally be rich, and him thinking for hours on end, He finally agreed. But with that, he said, “What will
I trade for Lucifers great job I wonder?”

The next day, I woke up to my dad yelling, “Neta, come on I have to go run some errands and you are
coming with me!”

“ But whyy’’ I groaned while dragging myself out from under my cosy bed sheets.

“We are going to take the prime ministers job... hehehe”

“Fine,” I said still half asleep.

So off we went to go rule the country. More like off we went for my dad to rule the country.

To be continued...