The Diary
*~* hey all! Sry I couldn't update forever but I got grounded from the internet for a week so that's why. here we go!
*~*I don't own LOTR
*~* The days dwindled down so quickly that it was already the day before he had to leave!
"I can't believe time flew by so fast!" Frodo said with much amazement in his voice, "I'd better call Sdam to see if he's ready to go."
Frodo dialed his number and Sam answered the phone.
"Hello?" he asked.
"Hello!" Frodo said.
"Mr. Frodo!"
"I was just calling to see if you were packed and ready to leave tomorrow." Said Frodo.
"Yep, I sure do. I've been looking forward to this." Sam replied.
"Great!" Frodo said relieved, "Hasn't time flown by so quickly!?"
"It has! I hadn't noticed what day it was until I looked at the calendar!" Sam cried.
"Ok. Thanks, that's all I wanted to know. I still have to pack some, and clean the house before we leave. I will be at your house at 12:00, we'll have lunch and then leave. Well, I have to go now. See you!" Frodo said as he took a deep breath.
"Ok, see you tomorrow." Sam replied.
*~* Then Frodo hung up the phone and went to his room to pack. Since he didn't relize it was the day before he'd forgotten to pack at all!
It took him an hour to pack, although when he had it all together in two sacks it didn't seem as much as he had packed. He also saved some room in one sack to put some food. He brought some bread, mostly, and some other things that didn't need preparing. He sat them near the door. He starred into the room Bilbo had always used as his study. He slowly walked in and looked all around the room. It was full of books, large and small. There was a desk and chair in front of the window. On it was an empty book, or a diary you could say. Frodo opened it and flipped through the pages. He smelled the fragrance coming from them.
It was a diary Bilbo had given him, a long time ago. He could hardly remember. He decided to use it for this particular journey for a reason unknown to him. It just seemed right.
Frodo sat down and started writing:
"I have decided to goon a journey to find a wife. I'm not sure where I want to go, but Mirkwood has always been of particular interest to me. I've always been fond of evles. They seem nice, at least Legolas is. Maybe I'll meet him there if I go to Mirkwood." He wrote.
He reread what he had written and slowly closed the bood. He put his hand over the cover. Then he got up and put the diary in one of the sacks,
Frodo thought to see if he's forgotten anything important.
"I think I've gotten everything." He said.
He was suddenly overtaken by sleepiness, Probably form all that packing. He layed down on the couch . After a few minutes he fell into a very deep sleep.
*~*
Sam knocked on the door, but there was no answer. He knocked again, and when no one answered he let himself into the living room. He found Frodo sleeping on the couch. Then he saw the sacks by the door. Sam was curious of what he packed so he opened the 1st sack. He found the diary on top of some clothes. He didn't want to snoop, but the temptation was too strong. He found his fingers opening the book.
Sam saw the 1st entry Frodo had just written. His curiousity got the better of him. He followed the letters from left to right with his eyes.
Frodod mumbled something in his sleep. Sam jumped and stumbled over the sacks. There was a loud boom as he hit the floor. Frodo awoke and saw Sam sitting on the floor with the diary open on his lap. He looked at him with sadness in his eyes.
"I'm soooo sorry!" Sam exclaimed, " I knew I shouldn't have but I was overtaken by my curiousness.
"I am very disappointed in you Sam." Frodo said frowning.
"Are you mad?" Sam asked seeming scared.
"No, I could never be angry at you, just disappointed, that's all" Frodo answered.
"Well that's not so bad." Sam said relieved.
"But I think you should leave all the same, if you understand me."
"I understand, Don't worry. Goodbye." Sam said as he walked out of the door.
Frodo still was puzzled why he did what he did.
"It wasn't like the Sam I know." He thought.
Since he was up he went to get a snack. Then he put all of the clothes, food, diary, along with everything else that fell out.
He went back to his nap when he finished and slept until morning.
*~* hey all! Sry I couldn't update forever but I got grounded from the internet for a week so that's why. here we go!
*~*I don't own LOTR
*~* The days dwindled down so quickly that it was already the day before he had to leave!
"I can't believe time flew by so fast!" Frodo said with much amazement in his voice, "I'd better call Sdam to see if he's ready to go."
Frodo dialed his number and Sam answered the phone.
"Hello?" he asked.
"Hello!" Frodo said.
"Mr. Frodo!"
"I was just calling to see if you were packed and ready to leave tomorrow." Said Frodo.
"Yep, I sure do. I've been looking forward to this." Sam replied.
"Great!" Frodo said relieved, "Hasn't time flown by so quickly!?"
"It has! I hadn't noticed what day it was until I looked at the calendar!" Sam cried.
"Ok. Thanks, that's all I wanted to know. I still have to pack some, and clean the house before we leave. I will be at your house at 12:00, we'll have lunch and then leave. Well, I have to go now. See you!" Frodo said as he took a deep breath.
"Ok, see you tomorrow." Sam replied.
*~* Then Frodo hung up the phone and went to his room to pack. Since he didn't relize it was the day before he'd forgotten to pack at all!
It took him an hour to pack, although when he had it all together in two sacks it didn't seem as much as he had packed. He also saved some room in one sack to put some food. He brought some bread, mostly, and some other things that didn't need preparing. He sat them near the door. He starred into the room Bilbo had always used as his study. He slowly walked in and looked all around the room. It was full of books, large and small. There was a desk and chair in front of the window. On it was an empty book, or a diary you could say. Frodo opened it and flipped through the pages. He smelled the fragrance coming from them.
It was a diary Bilbo had given him, a long time ago. He could hardly remember. He decided to use it for this particular journey for a reason unknown to him. It just seemed right.
Frodo sat down and started writing:
"I have decided to goon a journey to find a wife. I'm not sure where I want to go, but Mirkwood has always been of particular interest to me. I've always been fond of evles. They seem nice, at least Legolas is. Maybe I'll meet him there if I go to Mirkwood." He wrote.
He reread what he had written and slowly closed the bood. He put his hand over the cover. Then he got up and put the diary in one of the sacks,
Frodo thought to see if he's forgotten anything important.
"I think I've gotten everything." He said.
He was suddenly overtaken by sleepiness, Probably form all that packing. He layed down on the couch . After a few minutes he fell into a very deep sleep.
*~*
Sam knocked on the door, but there was no answer. He knocked again, and when no one answered he let himself into the living room. He found Frodo sleeping on the couch. Then he saw the sacks by the door. Sam was curious of what he packed so he opened the 1st sack. He found the diary on top of some clothes. He didn't want to snoop, but the temptation was too strong. He found his fingers opening the book.
Sam saw the 1st entry Frodo had just written. His curiousity got the better of him. He followed the letters from left to right with his eyes.
Frodod mumbled something in his sleep. Sam jumped and stumbled over the sacks. There was a loud boom as he hit the floor. Frodo awoke and saw Sam sitting on the floor with the diary open on his lap. He looked at him with sadness in his eyes.
"I'm soooo sorry!" Sam exclaimed, " I knew I shouldn't have but I was overtaken by my curiousness.
"I am very disappointed in you Sam." Frodo said frowning.
"Are you mad?" Sam asked seeming scared.
"No, I could never be angry at you, just disappointed, that's all" Frodo answered.
"Well that's not so bad." Sam said relieved.
"But I think you should leave all the same, if you understand me."
"I understand, Don't worry. Goodbye." Sam said as he walked out of the door.
Frodo still was puzzled why he did what he did.
"It wasn't like the Sam I know." He thought.
Since he was up he went to get a snack. Then he put all of the clothes, food, diary, along with everything else that fell out.
He went back to his nap when he finished and slept until morning.