SUMMARY
I am I Dwobbit that is what I am and what I always will be. My name is Fraya and my twin sister name is Draya. My mother's name is Pamilia Brandybuck my father's name my mother never told me his name he ran out on my mother when she was pregnant with twins. Here is the story. My mother was a hobbit tween in The Shire when a group of dwarves (including my father) came to The Shire my father swooped her off her feet. Despite what her family told her she went back to Ered Luin with him. They never got married but she got pregnant. He went to work one day and never came back. She stayed in Ered Luin for years waiting for him. I remember the year I was ten playing with my sister outside. We didn't have friends, nobody would let there children play with us I think it hurt Draya more them me. I was more closed in never wanted friends like my father they would say Draya more like loving loved people. My mother got a letter from our father she never said what it was about but she looked herself in her room and cried for days. I knew in that moment I hated my father with every fiber in my being I hated him, what he put in that letter broke her she was never the same. She came out of her room a week later she stared pack she said we were going away and never coming back. I couldn't blame her I wanted to leave to and I didn't leave everything I ever knew like she did. We were packed and on the road. I got on my horse and never looked back.
So I am sorry I tried posting this before and something went wrong but everything is ok nowSpecial thank you to SakuraDragomir you are and always will be my first follower