DEAR DIARY, LOVE FRODO
Introduction
One day while rummaging through some of Bilbos old possessions deciding which ones he should throw in the fire and which ones were worth keeping, Frodo Baggins came across an old blank book bound with leather. Figuring he could find some use for it, he tossed it to the side instead of into the fire. Later that day he shoved it into the bottom of a chest where it remained for quite a few years.
The Adventure Begins
Dear Diary,
Ive decided to make this old, crummy book a diary because I need someone to complain to! Stupid Gandalf broke into my house last night and totally freaked me out when I was coming back from a party with Sam. He asked if it was secret and safe. Im thinking WHAT? to myself because I had no idea what the heck it was. Then I suddenly thought of my most valued possession: the love letter Sam gave to me three months ago! Without even wondering how Gandalf knew about it, I rummaged through my old chest to look for it. I pulled it out and handed it to Gandalf. The old fart tossed it into the fire! My precious letter! Up in smoke! I started to sob and Gandalf told me to shut up and stop bawling like a baby. He said it was metal and there was no need to worry about it. I said WHAT? to myself again because my letter sure as heck wasnt metal! What are you talking about? I asked. You mean that thing I threw in the fire wasn't the Ring? Gandalf asked. No! I sobbed. Thats the love letter that Sam wrote me! I knew you too were more than just friends, said Gandalf. But just get the friggin Ring! I rummaged through my chest yet again and found you, diary. I picked you up and stared at you. Today, friggin hobbit! cried Gandalf. So I shoved you to the side and pulled out the envelope containing the Ring. Gandalf threw that in the fire, too. Sheesh, what had this man been drinking? So he takes the Ring out of the fire and blah blah blah...I couldn't give a darn about what he was saying so I didnt really listen. But the one part I did catch was that I'd have to leave home and run off to some mountain place. PU-LEEZ! I like Bag End, thank you very much! Then Gandalf found Sam hiding under my windowsill, listening to our whole conversation! I mean, Sam, I love you and all, but sometimes I'd like a little space! Then it hit me - if I had to leave home, would I ever see Sam again? I mean I can't even live a day without looking into his beautiful eyes. But thankfully the old fart punished Sam by making him come with me. Punishment? What kind of punishment is that? Im not complaining! Maybe Sam will be able to write me another love letter! Cool! Anyway, got to go. Gandalf's making me pack.
Your love letter-less friend,
Frodo
Introduction
One day while rummaging through some of Bilbos old possessions deciding which ones he should throw in the fire and which ones were worth keeping, Frodo Baggins came across an old blank book bound with leather. Figuring he could find some use for it, he tossed it to the side instead of into the fire. Later that day he shoved it into the bottom of a chest where it remained for quite a few years.
The Adventure Begins
Dear Diary,
Ive decided to make this old, crummy book a diary because I need someone to complain to! Stupid Gandalf broke into my house last night and totally freaked me out when I was coming back from a party with Sam. He asked if it was secret and safe. Im thinking WHAT? to myself because I had no idea what the heck it was. Then I suddenly thought of my most valued possession: the love letter Sam gave to me three months ago! Without even wondering how Gandalf knew about it, I rummaged through my old chest to look for it. I pulled it out and handed it to Gandalf. The old fart tossed it into the fire! My precious letter! Up in smoke! I started to sob and Gandalf told me to shut up and stop bawling like a baby. He said it was metal and there was no need to worry about it. I said WHAT? to myself again because my letter sure as heck wasnt metal! What are you talking about? I asked. You mean that thing I threw in the fire wasn't the Ring? Gandalf asked. No! I sobbed. Thats the love letter that Sam wrote me! I knew you too were more than just friends, said Gandalf. But just get the friggin Ring! I rummaged through my chest yet again and found you, diary. I picked you up and stared at you. Today, friggin hobbit! cried Gandalf. So I shoved you to the side and pulled out the envelope containing the Ring. Gandalf threw that in the fire, too. Sheesh, what had this man been drinking? So he takes the Ring out of the fire and blah blah blah...I couldn't give a darn about what he was saying so I didnt really listen. But the one part I did catch was that I'd have to leave home and run off to some mountain place. PU-LEEZ! I like Bag End, thank you very much! Then Gandalf found Sam hiding under my windowsill, listening to our whole conversation! I mean, Sam, I love you and all, but sometimes I'd like a little space! Then it hit me - if I had to leave home, would I ever see Sam again? I mean I can't even live a day without looking into his beautiful eyes. But thankfully the old fart punished Sam by making him come with me. Punishment? What kind of punishment is that? Im not complaining! Maybe Sam will be able to write me another love letter! Cool! Anyway, got to go. Gandalf's making me pack.
Your love letter-less friend,
Frodo