I turned to the last days of my life and saw that it was good
but it was not complete. I was a hobbit,a simple hobbit as far
as we go, but a hobbit nonetheless and I loved my life but it’d
seemed other hobbits did not, I heard of the stories of Frodo,
Sam the Wise and Golem and of course Bilbo. But none heard
about me I was simply put one of the oldest hobbits alive and
one of the tallest too, a hobbit was short to be sure and I was in
fact just a head or two taller then most,with my height and with
that height came intelligent and being a smart hobbit I was too
protect and serve the other hobbits that I knew and cared for .
I stood outside of our village and made sure nothing entered or
leave that was not a hobbit or familiar to me and that I knew .
Well one day my thoughts had escaped me and I did not know
or see the thing that passed by me,it was small,like my hand and
I happened to be distracted .
Distracted in a good way I thought as I turned which often I did on
my watch I saw other hobbits going about their lives and business
as usual I particularily saw one hobbit her name was Serene and she
as far as I was concern was the prettiest hobbit around and she made
me smile every time I saw her,on this day she was tending her garden.
As I was distracted so the tiny creature had entered our village unseen
and unheard of until much later that day .
I sometimes sat and sometimes stood with standing I could be ready and
prepared for whatever was going too happen then sitting I had too get up
and it took to much time too and the tiny creature would be wrecking havoc
too be sure and it was me that was too blame and no one else I neglected my
job and didn’t do it right I failed  but I to was lucky however hobbits are very too
forgiven creatures indeed and they let me keep my post even after the creature
had did what he did to our village as well.I stood once again at my post and this
time I would not be so distracted so ,but I could not help think of Serene after all
I was only a hobbit to be sure ,wasn’t I ? I understood that I should had been then
attending my post and to me that was not going to be the only rotten luck that then
I would have,far from it too say the least .And knowing that too did not make me in
fact feel any better at all.Tiny creature or not I should had not wondered .Serene in
fact talked too me later and she made me a meal .
I stayed that night and we talked afterwards and we had a good time together just
by talking and drinking ale .Hobbits even female ones can make the perfect ale   .I
slept on a hard plywood which actually helped my back from standing all day .See
that was the other thing one should realize about Hobbits we adore mannerisms .
I like them too and they made me pleased every time a Hobbit showed them,Too
be treated right and have others treat you the same was something taught and in
fact learned as time went on, no school could teach you that .I then saw that she
was sleeping as well and so to pay her back I sat just outside her house and made
sure that no one disturbed Serene as she slept,the night outside was chill and now
overhead the Moon blessed our land with it’s light shine down upon us as the stars
dotted the night sky overhead I felt cold but this time my attention did not leave its
post .I stayed outside the entire cold night as Serene had an undisturbed sleep.

one shot idea,hope Peter Jackson doesn’t mind :)