The Diary of Samwise Gamgee:

Day One:

Hello there! We got on this island place. I don't think Mr. Frodo likes it. It makes me sad when he's not happy. He's my best friend and all; it just hurts to see him sad like this. I think I'll go talk to him later. Pippin is already complaining that he's hungry. Merry told him to shut up. Then Merry was astonished that he told somebody to shut up. I would too if I hung around Pippin like that all day… wait, I do. Nevermind then. We will send Mr. Bilbo to go look for food or something. I'm kind of hungry myself.

Day Seven:

Bilbo found some fruit. It's green. He also found some yellow fruit. It's pretty good. I just hope I can stand it for thirty days. Mister Frodo is eating a lot of wood. I'm getting worried about him more and more everyday. I hope nothing is seriously wrong with him. I mean, I understand all the pain he's gone through already. Like being chosen to destroy a Ring with all these powers that can rule the world. He's already been stabbed twice, and near death more times than I can count! Poor Mister Frodo.

Day Thirteen:

Merry found a cave to live in 3 days ago. It's small, but cozy. Just like our hobbit holes. Pippin ate all our food we had stocked for 30 days worth. I guess Mr. Bilbo found some more trees full of food though. There's even a nice natural water supply here in this cave! It's kinda dark, but I can see what I'm writing in the daylight. It's good enough for me.

Day Twenty:

Mister Frodo and I went fishing. He didn't catch much. Then again, neither did I. I just caught some coral or something like that… I hope we get better sooner. Merry and Pippin put on a stupid magic show. They made all the food disappear. Gee, wonder where it went. In their stomachs maybe? Just, maybe? Yes, it did. It's not like we couldn't see them chewing or anything. Bilbo is writing another book. I don't know what it's called.

Day Twenty six:

Hello again! Mister Frodo found some food. They're called coconuts. It's okay. You gotta drink them though. I've been fishing a lot. I caught a decent sized fish! Woo-hoo! Bilbo cooked it and he got sick because he didn't cook it enough. I wonder why nobody else got sick. Oh well, he cooked it, so he got sick from it. Know what I was thinking? Seeing that I'm a cook and all, why didn't I cook it? Then Mr. Bilbo wouldn't have gotten sick. Because I'm a master chef! (Stop dreaming Samwise.) Anyway, that's it for me, I'll see you on day thirty!

Day Thirty:

Day thirty! Yes! We leave today! Merry told Pippin where we hid the food from him a week or so ago. Oh well, it doesn't matter now. Know why? Because we're about to leave! I see the ship coming now! Dish hippie slaw stats he. Hehehe. [A/N: Inside joke, if you only knew how funny that it…] Yay! We're going hoooome! Shire! Shire! Shire! Sh… oh wait… nevermind… Mordor…