Childhood Obsession

I loved Lord of the Rings. I was never so enthralled by a book, nor a film. Aragorn was the hero of my heart. Together with my best friend, I watched his world over and over. The hobbits... aww, they used to make me smile. They still do. I love how they sing and dance and make merry about everything; it's simply beautiful.1

The games we played! I'd have my friend for sleep-overs, and we'd play and play and play. I had so many posters of Lord of the Rings, I covered most of my room. I had a subscription for a magazine which I used to cut up so I could have the pictures for my wall. I even wrote 'Lord of the Rings' in glow-in-the-dark paint on my curtain rail. I can still see that. I also remember drawing pictures of all the characters, and I seem to remember we invented one of our own, who was Lady Arwen's daughter. We played wonderful games. We had our own magic carriage to hide in and magic horses (I used to sit on top of my door and my friend on my chest of drawers) and we'd 'ride' and laugh and it was great.2

My mum made me an outfit. It was a green tunic-top, khaki trousers with so many pockets it was unbelievable and a small leather bag with 'lembas bread' in it. She also made me a leather waterbottle, which I thought was beautiful. I still have the whole outfit somewhere, minus the trousers, which got too small. I remember before I got that outfit my friend and I had (rather unsuccessfully) attempted to make cloaks from blue velvet.3

We'd play in the woods for hours on end, wandering, laughing and imagining. I had a little bow, which I think is still around somewhere, and a penknife and I could shoot a little. I remember how much I loved it. 4

We used to practice trying to get around the top of the house without touching the floor, pretending it was a huge river, and we had to get somewhere and if we 'fell in' we'd go back to the start. My mum must have put up with so much. Even before she made the outfit for me, there was a time when I would wear nothing but camoflaged colours, and my walls had hundreds of pictures on them. Every birthday and Christmas I got more things.5

Now, though there are still a few posters, and I have some of our pathetic but beautiful childhood drawings, my room is very different. Letters from friends, more recent drawings, post-cards and school certificates paper my walls, jewellery and a little make-up clutter my shelves and many of my Lord of the Rings ornaments are, very sadly, broken in some way, though I have them still. I gave one of my favourite models, Faramir, to one of my best friends as a present, and I think he was one of the few unbroken ones. I'm still glad I gave it to her, and I hope she liked it.6

I almost wish things were just the same as then, but I hardly even know my friend anymore. She outgrew our games faster than I did, and on the rare occasions she would consent to play with me, I couldn't work my magic anymore. We didn't make our own private dens to watch the films in, we didn't take on our magic roles, we stopped going to the woods. We went to the garage and bought sweets, discussing other things. 7

I'm sad she outgrew it so soon, and sad that now I hardly know her well enough to speak to, but I still have the memories and they are extremely precious to me. She may not have been the best friend in the world but I spent a lot of my childhood with her and although she sometimes made me cry, now I think of it, she more often made me laugh. 8

So, although she is unlikely to ever read this, it's dedicated to you, Rosie, for those magic hours we shared as kids. And it's also dedicated to my friends right now, because we have our own kind of magic, a little different but by no means less fun. My friends have fantastic imaginations and wonderful ideas, brimming with love and laughter. You guys always make me smile and laugh, and this is my thanks to you. So, fond memories of the past, love of the present, and high hopes for the future. .

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VanillaLace6661: sorry... it's very slightly over. I cut it down a fair bit but I couldn't make it any shorter really. Hope that's ok. It's 761 words. Thanks for this contest... it made me think back to all those good times I shared with my friend .

LoneWriter: Hope this is sort of what you meant . Thanks for the contest.

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  • Noisome.
    December 31, 2008

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    Oh childhood times, always fondly remembered. Very heartfelt and, if I do say so myself, quite adorable. I appreciate you entering this in my contest, good luck, and I'm sorry it's taken me so long to comment.
    -Sarah.


  • LoneWriter
    October 12, 2008

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    This story is so heartfelt, and beautiful. Sometimes I hate growing up, althouh sometimes I'm glad to look into the future, never knowing exactly what's coming.

    You didn't really need to shorten it, I wouldn't mind reading the rest actually. It didn't seem like you were writing it for a contest, but just sat down and wrote it from the bottom of your heart

    You wouldn't believe it, but my mom was watching and reading over my shoulder and started to cry. I guess it really touched her childhood memory.

    Thanks for those childhood flashbacks, and the amazing contest entry,
    ~LoneWriter

    beginning: 5, language: 5, plot: 5, ending: 5, dialog: 5, characters: 5.

    • Much-Dipstick
      October 12, 2008
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      Thanks so much . I'm glad you felt it was very deep, because they are certainly precious memories . Thanks so much for reading and giving me such an encouraging comment . Peace and love be with you.


  • TheFemmeFatale
    October 4, 2008

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    That's fine, it was completely enthralling so I didn't even notice the length :]

    What lovely memories! You painted a very nice picture for me, and I could totally relate. My best friends and I used to play the same kind of games, wherein we were different types of characters depending on the game we were playing, and we used to try to get around my room without touching the floor as well! :] Except mine was made of lava, haha.

    Thank you so much for your entry. It was childhood magic at it's best!

    • Much-Dipstick
      October 5, 2008
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      Hehe, seems like almost everyone has played it ^_^. Really glad you liked it, and thanks for inspiring me to write this piece .


  • DoUWantFriesWithTht
    October 4, 2008

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    omg

    i use to play the "river" game or whatever u wana call it xD but instead of water, it was fire xD it was so much fun haha or also, there was always people over at my house and my friends and i would try to get to the other side of the house trying not to be seen xD we'd call it the spying game or whatever cuzz we were "spys" haha i love ur story xD so cute (x

    • Much-Dipstick
      October 4, 2008
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      Hehehe, thanks. River game was awesome XD. Haha, I like the sound of your spying game too . Thanks for reading!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!

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