Riannon's life was practically perfect. She was born deaf but had a supportive family and was taught to sign and read lips. She was an amazing gymnast and received a good education. There was the occasional drama surrounding her resentful screw up brother but nothing her parents couldn't handle. When Riannon was twelve and her parents die in a car accident she is left to the mercy of her older brother. Suddenly Riannon finds her life isn't quite so charmed anymore.
One night she runs from her brother when he tries to beat her while drunk but doesn't hear the car coming down the road without it's lights on. What will she do when she wakes up in Middle Earth and is discovered by Elrohir and Elladan and taken back to their home?
Mary Sue read if you like, if you don't then do us all a favor and cry me a river, build a bridge and get over it, don't waste anyone's time whining about how the world isn't perfect because some people write stories you don't like. If you don't like it, then gasp don't read it.
Usual disclaimer: If you recognize it then it's not mine.
I glanced up from my homework as the lights flashed their triple pattern, indicating that someone was at the door. Walking to the door I peek out through the window, but it's only the mailman. I open the door and smile at Eddie; he's been our mailman for as long as I could remember. He smiles back and asks me how I'm doing.
"Fine. How are you?" I sign to him.
"Good," he says, "I have a package from your aunt for you."
"Wonderful, thank you!" I sign
"Have a great day, see you tomorrow." He says
I wave goodbye and take the package inside. I open the package, pleased to see that it's the care package that was due last week. I unpack the box carefully, placing things in piles according to which room they'll end up in. I pull out a Tupperware container filled with chocolate chip cookies and grin. Both Justin and I love chocolate chip cookies, it's one of the few things we have in common. I put the cookies in the kitchen, put half the money in the envelope in the dining room and the other half I stored safely in my hiding place. My brother would only use it to buy drugs if he had access to it.
I felt the front door slam from the other end of the house. "Speak of the devil," I sign to myself. I walk into the kitchen and hit the start button on the microwave. Then I begin heaping food onto my own plate, hoping my brother has the patience to wait for the minute that it will take his food to heat up. Luck seems to be with me, the timer ends and I remove the steaming leftovers. Grabbing the silverware Justin will need I set everything on the coffee table in front of him. I return to the kitchen and heat my own dinner up before returning to my homework in the dining room. Half way through my dinner I feel Justin stamping on the floor to get my attention. I get up and take his dishes back into the kitchen, I take 6 cookies out to save for myself and bring the rest in for Justin.
I inwardly sigh in relief when he heads back towards his bedroom, for tonight I was safe.