And now, I'm an Elf

The loss of a friend

I watched Sam and Frodo until they reached the eastern shore. Then, I went to find Legolas, Aragorn, and Gimli. I found the elf and the dwarf at the top of a hill, looking into a clearing in the forest.

"Wait up, guys!" I yelled. Neither of them turned around. "What's the matter?" I asked seeing the sad look on Legolas's face. Gimli pointed into the clearing.

I saw Aragorn and Boromir in the clearing. Boromir had three arrows in his chest. Woah. I didn't know how exactly they felt watching Boromir die. It was kinda awkward watching someone die. It was like trespassing on their personal death biz.

Then it hit me- what if I die here?!? What would happen? Would I go home or to the green field? Would I ever get home?

I felt my throat contracting. Was I crying? I bet I looked really childish then, crying over a fictional character. But I couldn't help but think of when we were playing Tig. I couldn't help but think I'd miss him.

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We ended up putting Boromir's body in a boat and float him down the river. We put his sword and shield in his hands. We didn't watch him go off the waterfall.

We argued for a while wether or not we should follow Frodo and Sam. Aragorn said not to and we all trust him.

"So the fellowship has failed, then." Said Gimli solemnly.

Aragorn walked over and put his hand in Gimli and Legolas's shoulders. "Not if we hold true to each other!"

"Aye!" Gimli exclaimed. I felt kind if excluded, but I really didn't care. I was still upset about Boromir.

Soon after the floating of Boromir's body, I felt dizzy again. Oh no! Was I going home? Would the fellowship remember me? What if I CHANGED THE MOVIE!!!

Another thing! These guys are my friends now! Would I ever come back? I'd never get to see Frodo and Sam ever again?(well, at least not in person). The last thing I remember thinking before blacking out was, 'I DON'T WANT TO LEAVE!'