Disclaimer: I do not own any hobbits. Wish I may, Wish I might, I do not. They are property of the genius (but dead) Tolkien. I have decided who to make the admirer (thanx Natta!) and I do not own her either.
Thanx again to Natta for helping me decide who to make the admirer be. I will still make A. short for admirer, bcuz I don't want you to know yet. (hums: I know something you don't know) I'm going to start where I wanted Ch. 2 to begin, but I had no idea what I was doing, so it became part of Ch. 1 (stupid computer) Some things I say might not be accurate with the books, but bear with me On with the story!
A.
Guess who's back…back again…tell a friend! Merry's back! He's been gone a year. Think. A whole year wasted. What if he forgot about me, well, my letters! I saw them today, earlier. Heard they came back last night. Had some trouble with the gates. Merry is so much taller now, but he's still cute! He does not seem troubled with too much mischief now. He has grown other than in stature. I see it in his eyes. I see it in all of their eyes. Especially Frodo. He seems more thoughtful now.
M.
I have come back. What started out as a trip to Farmer Maggot's vegetable garden turned into a quest to destroy something that would inevitably destroy Middle-Earth should we had failed. Actually, Pip and I didn't have much to do with it. We were uh…split up shall we say.
A.
Merry, Pippin, Sam and Frodo have banished Sharkey from Bag End. Now we can all live in peace! I thought it best not to say anything, nor send anything, so they wouldn't get distracted from their work. Now that they're done it should be safe to send one…got to go write a letter.
M.
Got a letter today. From that girl who was sending letters before we left almost a year ago. Well I guess it was the same. Written in the same handwriting, signed the same. She seems to still like me. That's still good. I need somebody to talk to, to let all my feelings out to. Pip's okay, but he is a guy and won't understand. Guy's can't talk to guys about stuff like this. That's why there's girls.
I'm beginning to get the hang of this. But you'll still have to wait to find out who the admirer is. I haven't written that part yet. One part at a time. I try to upload my story regularly but sometimes I get ahead of myself. Sorry.