Hey guys! Well I have finally decided to write a story! Sorry those who looked at my profile and saw that I was going to write a story called Her Story. That plan was demolished. So I decided to write this. It is a diary of Arwen. I want to dedicate this book to my great friend jacquelinestel who inspired me to write this. If you want to see a version of Her Story, go to ; look under dragondaydreams. Thanks!

Chapter: My Diary

I have no one I feel I can trust right now. No one. That's why I took this. Yes, I stole it. I know, "Oh no, Arwen did something wrong!" well get used to it. This is how I really feel. No I'm not perfect, and I admit it. It's everyone else that thinks I am.

I don't know who will get this in the future, or if anyone will. As far as I know, you are someone I made up just so I can express myself. When I think of something to call you I'll let you know. That sounds silly. I guess I'll call you Eruanna, it means graceful. Oh, and I will also write the date so you'll know when I'm writing. Today's date is March 12. Currently I'm in Rivendell... such a nice, yet boring place…oh well…I can't think of anything meaningful or important to say so... that's all for now…

March 13: My day today was interesting; first I got back from a trip and saw this boy. He was kind of cute actually. I know that he is younger than me by many years, but I look youthful still. I mean, I am an elf. I wonder who he is.

March 14: I found out who the boy was! His name is Estel, which means hope. I wonder if he really does have hope. He looks troubled and weary most of the time. I wish to meet him some time. Maybe he has a great personality to match his great smile. Well, only time will tell.

M 15: There's not much to say about today. I was bored. Had to endure endless lectures about nothing and everything. Everyone thinks I enjoy listening to them. I don't. Everyone thinks I like doing a lot of things, and that I would never do anything wrong. Once again, I am not perfect!

March 16: Bored. Still no sign of Estel. I wonder what happened to him.

March 17 I went riding today. Her name was Aduial. That means evening. It was fun and I saw a lot of beautiful scenery. There were a few elves walking with us, but I kept mainly to myself. I usually am really quiet. It's late. So all I'll say right now is quel du, or goodnight.

March 19: Estel came back today! Well, sort of. He has probably been here for a while. Rivendell is a pretty big place. I'll have to find out.

Later: I'm back. He has been here the whole time. Well I'll just have to find where he likes to relax and spend time there.

March 22: Not much. Took a walk. Saw a blue jay.

March 23: Sigh I wonder where it is! Right now I am in a secluded courtyard after searching for what seemed like hours. If I do find it, I'll have to make sure I don't over crowd the area. I wonder if he even does go outside his room. Meals can be served in side by the way. Maybe he's nursing some odd depression. Well it looks like I'll find out, cause he just showed up.

(Dialogue) 'Who are you?' He asked and walked cautiously toward me. 'I am Arwen Undomiel. But please, call me Arwen. Too many people around here say 'princess' and 'highness.' Do you have any idea how old that gets?' I got up to meet him.

'Oh, I thought you were just a girl. I didn't know you were a princess.' He blushed. Aww, how sweet, he's blushing. I know he's younger than I am, but he is cute. 'Were have you been? I haven't seen you for many days.' I inquired softly, no need to scare him off.

'I've been here. This is the only place where I feel secure. I can breathe here. No one smothers me with attention and requests. I only wish there were more of these places.' He replied solemnly as he sat where he was standing; the earth soft underneath him. 'You know Arwen, I haven't had some one talk to me normally in a long time. Because I look strict and course doesn't mean that I am. They judge me. Has anyone ever judged you?' He seemed so helpless, yet soo strong.

'Of course! Why do you think I'm here? I long for space between them too. Everyone thinks I'm a 'perfect princess' and I'm not. In fact, right now, I'm a klutz. I walk into walls. I'm not as graceful as everyone is led to believe. That's why you'll mostly see me walking in an open area, sitting or just standing. This way, I won't walk into anything.' That was true. Only last week I walked into a statue of a highly respected elf. I fortunately didn't break it, but I could have. The rest of the conversation wasn't much of anything, so I'll spare you the details, Eruanna. I have to rest now. Quel do.