My name is Berylla Boffin.
My parents both died when I was two years old. My uncle, Mongo Boffin, adopted me as his own. He was like a father-figure to me. He was the kindest, most honest Hobbit I knew. We lived close to Bag End, where Bilbo Baggins and his young nephew Frodo lived. Frodo and I had been friends for as long as I could remember. Samwise Gamgee, the Baggins' gardener, was another close friend of mine, along with Meriadoc Brandybuck and Peregrin Took.
Knock knock knock.
The sudden noise startled me out of my thoughts.
"Berylla?"
It was my uncle.
I ran to open the door.
"Thank you, my dear. Here, would you help me with the groceries?"
"Of course, uncle."
"Here! Take a look at this!"
He held up a sack.
"What's in it?"
"Open it and see!"
I opened it up and... mushrooms!
I felt my mouth begin to water.
"Just for you, my dear."
"Thank you!" I squealed and ran to give him a hug.
He laughed and pulled me into a big bear hug.
"Well, Berylla, shall we have our supper?"
"I'm ready if you are." I said eagerly.-
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I Will Follow (Lord of the Rings)
AdventureBerylla Boffin had been friends with Frodo and Sam her whole life. Her parents had died, and she had no other siblings. Her uncle, Mongo Boffin, had taken her in as her own. When Frodo is given the Ring and sets off on a dangerous quest, Berylla and...
