A/N: Oh my god, I didn't mean to do that!!!! Chapter 4 was supposed to be something completely different, that belongs to a different story, but you know what??? I'm just
going to replace it with this and hope you all don't think I've gone insane. Also, I've this is not a slash story. Sorry. Also, this is so not a mary-sue. I thought it was one at first because I paired the term "mary-sue" with a romance. THIS CHARACTER IS NOTHING LIKE ME!!!! Believe me I wish I was even close to pretty, and I wish had brothers and sisters (I am a lonely only-child of separated parents who insist on living next door to each other in order to make my life a living hell. My life, personally sucks.)
Note YOU MUST READ AUTHOR'S NOTE!!!!!!!!!!
November 3, 7384 3:p.m. western time
Dear Diary, Is it so strange to think I hear my sister calling me? To think she knows exactly where am. I do not know. Galadriel may know everything, or nothing at all. Today the fellowship arrived in Rohan, or what's left of the fellowship anyway. Two of the hobbits are headed towards Orthanc and the other two are of course heading towards Mordor. I also know they recently passed Ithlien because Faramir, who's supposed to be my very close cousin, told me. I think I will despair and kill myself. After all I've been dead once before.
November 3, 7384 8 p.m.
For one in my life I am laughing. The elven prince made me do so, but not because he's charming or funny. Because he hates me. Yes, I've created an enemy for myself out of Legolas Greenleaf prince and archer to the woodland of Mirkwood. Also, the only elf in the fellowship (which, by now consists of Gandalf the white, Aragorn futrure king of men, or rotting corpse, only time can tell, Gimli son Of Gloin, a dwarf and of course Legolas. I think it's funny Legolas should hate me, because if it is true he is the prince, then he must be son to Thranduil. I hated Thranduil with a vengeance when I was little. And Legolas has no reason, he just does. So very ironic to a soul who has so long lost ironacy.
You may ask me why today's entries are happy, and I'd tell you it is because Gandalf, mythrandir is alive. But that is only because you would be speaking aloud and there is no one who speaks worth telling the truth to. Oh dear diary, I see the visions too, for Nenya though not belonging to me anymore somehow tends to show me dreams, of the images that were in the mirrors. And today was my first vision of hope.
A/N: so it sucks, I just watched the You've got Mail on tv because I had nothing else to do. I'm in that state of mind. Also gramatorical mistakes sadly can not be fixed once I catch them because my computer tends to erase when I'm trying to make a space with the space bar. And it does it with the delete button too… Anyway please review!!!!
Also, it's supposed to be fragment sentences because she's very bust that day. Oh, and please tell me how to spell Gandalf's elvish name, I'd look it up except I've lost my copy of The Lord O The Rings, and fanfic authors also make spelling mistakes too. Anyway thanks so much if you review. And if you don't my two headed cow will eat on of your heads (and become a three headed cow!!!)
