I have a song stuck in my head. It's not a very good song, and having it stuck in my head is really upsetting me. And when I get upset, I write. So now, I write you my next chapter.

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Belinda,

Well I got stabbed again. It hurt. But you know I didn't really sustain any LASTING damage owing to the fact that I was wearing the Mithril stuff Bilbo gave me back in Rivendale. I sure am glad I put it on. I mean I was cold and I thought it might you know, warm me up. It didn't. But I didn't really feel like taking it off.

So that happened.

I am really upset, I mean really, and not like the "I just lost all my weed" upset. I am the "My best friend just fell off a bridge" upset.

Here let me tell you what happened.

We were attacked by orcs- bla bla bla, we fought them off- bla bla bla. BUT THEN! More of them came and Gandalf was all like "I think we, like, need to leave now." The crazy thing was he didn't sound worried at all. And then he said something REALLY weird, "This Popsicle stand is melting and I am getting goo all over my robes."

We gaped at him for a moment and then Aragorn yelled, "LET US RUN NOW!"

So we ran.

And then we got into this giant hall. I would have taken the time to admire it, except there was a throng of orcs chasing us. Then they cornered us. Let me tell you something, I was scared shitless. I mean shitless. Sam thought he was helping when he swung at the orcs, I mean I give him a little credit, but when he narrowly missed slashing off my-um, my highly sensitive area between the legs, I kinda freaked and smacked him over the head with Sting (Another lovely gift from Bilbo, I must remember to write him a thank you card or something). Before Sam could do anything though, a loud BOOM echoed throughout the hall. The orcs scattered and we stood shock still. Well most of us did. Sam was running around in circles screaming louder than Rosie! He sounded like a cat! OH, if I didn't think we were about to die, I would have fallen on the ground and started rolling around laughing.

But then Gandalf said something, "We need to leave, this guy-is-not-someone-I-like"

So we ran.

I turned around only once, and what I saw nearly made me crap my pants right there. All I saw was fire-and eyes-and HORNS! For a second I thought it was Assa, I mean it did kinda look like her if you wake her up too early on a Saturday morn.

But then I realized it wasn't Saturday, and this was about midday, I think. (I couldn't really tell, I mean I was in a cave here people)

Then we crossed the doomed Bridge of Doom. Gandalf stopped on the bridge and held up his staff. "NO! STAY! BAD BAELROG!" he yelled waving said staff around.

"GANDALF! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" I cried. I tried to run out there, but the stupid oaf Borimir stopped me. STUPID OAF!

"HEY MAN!" Gandalf continued, "DO HAPPEN TO HAVE A LIGHT?!"

The baelrog huffed kinda, and started in on Gandalf. Then! Gandalf pointed his staff at him, and this stuff started spraying out of it. IT WAS WATER! Oh Gandalf was always so smart. But then the baelrog jumped up, (A/N think of the matrix move that every one copies you know the one where the person jumps and brings their knees up and ok I'll shut up) and dodged the water.

Gandalf swore as the baelrog came back down and brought his fiery fist down upon him, causing the bridge to collapse and gandalf WITH the baelrog fell to a fiery death.

I cried.

Really hard.

I am going to miss him so much, all the fun times we had together. Like when he taught me the Chicken Dance, and when we sat around the fire that one time trying to catch each other's hair ablaze.

I have to go cry some more, Aragorn says we're going to Lothlorian, I hope the elves have some good news.

Goodbye for now, my lovely Belinda.

Sadly Yours

Frodo.

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