A glow filled up my room in the morning. A bright day, hope filled the air. The smell of eggs and cake filled up the house. My mother was already awake, fixing me my leaving breakfast. She sang happy songs, and filled the house with her high spirits.

'Follow me everything is alright I'll be the one to tuck you in at night And if you Want to leave I can guarantee You won't find anybody else like me

I'm not worried bout the ring you wear Because as long as no one knows than nobody can care You're feeling guilty and I'm well aware But you don't look ashamed, I'm not scared I'm singing.'

"Good Morning" I said happily. I was already dressed in my traveling gear. A dark Green skirt, with a white shirt. And top of that my dark red cloak for the rains. "Packed already?" she asked happily. Smiling I nodded sitting on the wooden chair. "Is father still sleeping?" I asked munching my bread at the same time. "No. he's out hitching Berry." Mother replied, she put some scrambled eggs on my plate and poured apple juice into my cup. Sipping the juice and swallowing the eggs I slowly filled my self up with a delicious breakfast. The door opened and father came in looking a bit tired. "That berry doesn't listen to anyone except you Avaryen!" he said frustrated. Mother and I burst out laughing at how hopeless father looked. He plumped himself down on his favorite couch and sipped his tea quietly. I munched down the last of my bread and slurped the last of my juice. Smacking my lips in delight I stood up. "I guess you better go then." Mother said softly. I rushed towards her and gave her a final hug. Letting go I hugged father too. Slinging my bag over my shoulders, I gave one last look at the hole before turning around. "This place is beautiful, don't worry. I will be back." I said cheerfully. Jumping on the saddle, I let out a happy sigh. I slowly made my way out of Hobbiton. My new life was merely a few hours away. I broke into a gallop and rode through the fields and farms of the Shire.