=My own experience with Lord Of The Rings=

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Chapter 2:

I'm so short!

The Hobbits were all very polite to me. I thought it was wonderful, considering that I knew nothing about where I was leading them. I made up some story about meeting with Gandalf the Grey in Bree as well. What really annoyed me about the Hobbits was that they were just about the same size that I was. And they were supposed to be short. Hmph.

"It's just plain rude, I tell you!" I shouted out as they were cooking supper the first evening that we had traveled. I was ready to rest a long time ago, but since I was leading them, I decided that we should only stop to eat and stuff.

"What is?" The Hobbit known as Merry asked me. They fire was now started, and Sam was preparing to cook. Pippin and Frodo were resting around the fire. It seemed as if they were not used to traveling either.

"Oh, just the fact that you guys are as tall as me, or that I'm as short as you. I'm a human, after all." I complained as I stood up, "Excuse me, I'm going over there for a moment. Stay here." I said walking away into the forest.

"Do you think that she really knows what she is talking about? I don't rightly know if she can be trusted." Sam said when I was out of sight.

"I think that you're right, Sam. If she really knew Gandalf, I think he would have told us, but she knows about Gandalf, so that accounts for something." Frodo said, "We have to follow her, but we don't have to trust her."

"What could a girl like that do?" Pippin asked, "She seems harmless enough."

"Servants of the enemy, Pip. That's what he's talking about." Merry said.

"You think that she could be?" Pippin asked, his eyes widening.

"Perhaps, Pippin. We can never know." Frodo said, "We just have to be careful."

"Be careful of what?" I asked, coming back into the clearing.

They all looked at me for a moment. Pippin looked almost frightened, which made me wonder what they were talking about. I sat down by the fire, taking the food that Sam handed me, with thanks.

"Oh! I just remembered!" I said, digging into my pocket, "I found this out there. Do you know where it came from?" I produced a solid golden Ring. I held it out to them.

"That's Mr. Frodo's!" Sam exclaimed. He was on the other side of the fire, or else I think that he would have jumped and grabbed it away from me.

"Oh, okay. Here you go, Frodo." I said, holding the ring out to him. He took it from me, slowly. His eyes were distressed and he seemed suspicious of me.

"Thank you." He said, as he put the Ring back in his pocket.

"Your pocket doesn't have any buttons. That's why it fell out." I said, reaching around my neck, "Put it on this chain. That way, it won't get lost!" I smiled as he took it from me.

"So, what do we do now that it's too late to travel on? Bedtime?" I asked as Frodo put the Ring on the necklace and around his neck. Sam nodded to me as they started to get ready for sleeping.

"But…" I said, "The fire. Are we going to put it out?"

"It will keep us warmer if it stays lit." Frodo said, laying down as well.

"Don't we even get a bedtime story?" I complained again. To tell the truth, I didn't bring anything to sleep on or under, so I was putting it off for as long as I could.

"Oh very well!" Sam finally gave in after quite a few protests and told me the story about Bilbo's birthday party, not leaving out the part with the fireworks.

"Now, go to sleep!" He said. Merry and Pippin were already sound asleep, and Frodo was looking like he was half asleep.

"Okay…" I said in a whiny voice. I found the smoothest part of ground that I could, and cleared it off. I was a tough person, right? I had been camping before. It couldn't be that different. If only it was warm! I lay there in the dark wide awake. I figured that if I couldn't sleep tonight, I would be able to sleep in a few days. That was no comfort at all.