It was the end of summer vacation and Lydia felt as though it had just began, just a few days before she had discovered her love for Lord of the Rings and had spent every waking moment reading or watching it. Lydia wasn't a stranger to situations like this but every other obsession she had would die down pretty quickly, but something about this one made her more and more obsessed. A good thing out of this obsession was that it was getting her mind away from school that was quickly approaching, which was worrying Lydia more and more. You see, Lydia was nobody at her school she didn't really talk to anyone except her friends who were also people that blended in with the wood work. Ever sense Lydia started high school the year before she was constantly stressing over making a full out of herself, to her just saying hi to a friend in the hallway could be embarrassing somehow; Lydia just easily overreacted to everything. Anyway ever sense her Lord of the Rings obsession started she more than anything wished she lived in their world or at least could go into the story, live it, then when it was over come back out and finish her life, just so she could finally be free from her constant worrying. Little did she know her wish would be granted and her summer wouldn't be ending any time soon.
As she sat on the empty hay wagon Lydia's long blond hair flowed in the breeze and she imagined herself as a hobbit traveling through the shire on a beautiful sunny day. But in reality it was a humid grey skied day, and Lydia looked nothing like a hobbit her hair that was put back in a ponytail was long and strait plus she was very tall for her age, her mother told her she looked a lot more like an elf. "I wish, I wish, I wish" Lydia said to herself as the wagon she was riding in started up the path to the fields. Lydia and her brother were doing their chores on the family farm; today they were to take a wagon up on the hill, then move the mower from the pasture to the driveway so father could fix it. The wagon Lydia was riding on was an old wooden one that was being barrowed from the farm next door, Lydia didn't trust it at all and stopped daydreaming about the Shire and started thinking about the wagon, she had ridden up and down this path many times but when she started to hear a cracking coming from the wagon she wished she had rode with her brother on the tractor instead. Then all of a sudden a very loud CRACK filled the air and the wagon quickly started rolling down the path, Lydia knew right away it was either going to hit the large fence post or go right into the pond when it reached the bottom of the path. Without thinking much else she jumped of the wagon landing right in the bushes on the side of the path, Lydia didn't think she landed on her head but when she landed everything went black….