April 6
Frodo woke up feeling awful. He wished that he had stayed with Gandalf and Bilbo and....*knock* 
 "Come in" Frodo said quietly. Shrell peaked through the door.
 "Are you alright?" she asked.Then walked over and stood beside his bed.
 "I'm afraid...I was lucky to survive last time but now I don't even--" he looked down at the floor. "Last time I felt brave now I feel
weak and afraid" He said not looking up at her.
 "Don't ever lose hope, Master Frodo. That's what kept me going when all seemed lost" She patted him on the head. "Oh! You better get some-
thing to eat. We'll be leaving to find Myrth soon!" She smiled cheerfully.
 "How did you know his name was--"
 "I have my ways!" and with that she left the room shutting the door behind her. Frodo put his head in his hands:
 "Everyone has 'they're ways' but me" 
 
Later that day around noon they were all out searching for Myrth.They all splint up and went looking in different directions.Frodo was 
thinking of the ring, so, it was surprising when Myrth stepped out in front of him.Frodo jumped back.
 "Have you decided?" Myrth questioned.
 "I have and my answer is that I will be going to see what I can do about the ring" Frodo nodded as he spoke.
 "Then, I shall follow you if you know the way" Myrth bowed his head.
 "Actually, about that--" Frodo started but was cut off by Sam.
 "Oh! You found him!" he came and stood next to Frodo and introduced himself.Frodo was very glad Sam had shown up because he wasn't looking
forward to tell Myrth he had forgotten the way.
 "Pippin, Merry, Shrell we found him!" he yelled. First, Shrell came running up and stopped right behind Frodo nearly knocking him over.
Then, Pippin came running to and stopped just behind Shrell. Then, Merry but he didn't stop and they all fell over like dominoes. Sam 
and Myrth chuckled and Pippin even laughed a bit.
 "I know it's funny but please get off" moaned Frodo. They had a bit of trouble doing this but when they were all up off the ground they
dusted themselves off and acted as if nothing had happened.
 "So, we'll depart at dusk?" asked a smiles Pippin.
 "That sounds good to me" answered Myrth "spend the rest of the day saying your farewell" he suggested then left.
 
 Later on there was a huge party and everyone there was very upset about Frodo leaving. After all he had just returned and now he was taking
Sam, Pippin, and Merry with him on an adventure. Frodo was looking for Shrell and after a rather long search in the the crowds of hobbits
he found her outside playing he wooden flute.She was sitting up in a tree on one of it's branches.She stopped in the middle of her song and
looked down at him.
 "Are you alright?" he asked then went and stood by the tree. Shrell put her flute inside her cloak and answered:
 "I'm just nervous...." she sighed and then frowned.
 "You should come inside. You'll have plenty of time to be outside after we depart" Frodo said. Shrell jumped off the branch and landed
right in front of him.
 "If you say so, Master Frodo" she said then walked towards the door of the hobbit hole. Frodo was left wondering how she came up with
calling him "Master Frodo." Sam used to call him that. Frodo smiled to himself. Maybe it wouldn't be that bad leaving the Shire.He went 
inside, too. After dinner they all said they're farewells. Pippin was crying quite hard but not as much as Rose and Elanor. Shrell and Myrth
were the only one that remained calm. Frodo even cried a little. It was truly an sad time for everyone walking down the dirt path leaving
the Shire behind......to be continued.