=My own experience with Lord Of The Rings=

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Chapter 16:

An Elrond Experience

"So… Do you hate me?" I ran over and asked the Hobbits when we were done eating. They looked at each other for a few moments, then Sam spoke.

"We don't hate you, but we don't trust you either." Sam said, cautiously.

"I can live with that!" I said, skipping away with a smile, "Trust must be earned not given. First impressions are the more important. Lie at first, they'll never trust you again…" I sang as I skipped down the hallway.

"Oh where, oh where did dear Bilbo go, oh where, oh where can he bee…." I sang as I searched the hallways. The Elves did build it well, except for the fact that I couldn't find my way around at all.

"Oops!" I said, as I walked in on a large main hall type place where a bunch of important looking Elves were sitting and discussing serious things. I backed out of the room.

"You. Come here." A deep male voice stopped my retreat. I opened the door meekly and went in. I assumed that the important Elf was the one talking to me, so I went up to him and waited.

"You were the person that lead the Hobbits out of the Old Forest?" He asked.

"Umm…. I live in a desert…" I said, "They said something about a Tom Bombadil doing that. I think it was then that they got lost and ended up at my house…"

"A simple 'no' would have sufficed." He said, "Why did you tell them that you were to meet Gandalf, when he had no prior knowledge of your existence?"

"I really wanted a part in this adventure." I said, as quickly and as simply as I could.

"You have no skills. You have no weaponry. All you can do is get in the way." I flinched as he listed off the truth. "Why do you wish a part in a quest in which you will most likely die?"

"Because I'm a stupid human girl!" I said, grinning foolishly, "You can't get better than that! But honestly, I didn't know where to point them. I had no idea how to get to Bree from my house. I live in another world, as you may have guessed. And besides, I didn't want to miss out on meeting the cast from LOTR. Real Elves, I'm telling you, REAL ELVES!"

"Do you have any skills whatsoever?" He asked me, shrugging aside all that I had just said.

"Umm….Not really. I mean, I can play music, I can draw, I can read, I can write stories, and I can shoot a bow or a gun, but not very well. I can also gut a deer, if I have to. I don't really want to though…" I said, thinking as hard as I could, "I can sleep in late, get sick, eat, watch television, amuse myself without using my video games, take baths, procrastinate, throw balls of lint into the air and be amused by it…at least until I inhale and choke on it…"

"STOP!" He roared, then calmed himself, "Do you have any idea how much trouble you…"

He was interrupted by a female voice, crying out down the hallway, "Darling Gandalf! Where are you?"

The doors opened and closed quickly as my sister saw what was in there and squeaked out, "Oops! Wrong room!" I could hear her footsteps echoing quickly down the hallway.

"Not to mention that girl…" He said, sighing heavily.

"Oh! I just remembered, I can do some little healing thingies. No magic or anything, but I'm in school to be a nurse." I exaggerated. I actually hadn't gotten accepted yet, but I could do CPR, "Not that you know what a nurse is probably, but it's kind of like a doctor… no wait, that doesn't work…"

"Very well. You will be given our best medicines and while here, taught to heal with Elfish magic, just as that girl is learning how to be proficient with a bow." He said, motioning to a guard, who lead me to some strange room.

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