Kuma: This is the first chapter of "The Receiver" it's like a following of "The giver" if anyone of you has read it before. Well then please enjoy! Oh, and btw, I do not own "the giver" it is written by Lois Lowry.
The Receiver
"The Giver", I began to read. After awhile I finished the book, the last page, the last word, but there was no ending. "He killed it! He killed it!" The words echoed in my head over and over as if they were real. The book itself seemed so real. But it was not. It was not real; we have a world, a world with color, with feelings, with anger, and guilt, and with love. I looked at the ceiling and wondered, 'what would it be like if I were in that world? What happened in the end?' Books usually have an ending right? I wasn't so sure of myself anymore, I was always so sure of myself, I always knew that what's important to me, is the important destination. I didn't notice that I was beginning to become a new me, a wiser me, but one that does not understand the concepts of life anymore. "The Giver" Gave its affects on me, and I kindly, unintentionally, took them.
Monday morning, I woke up, as usual. But I was different in an indifferent way. I washed up like I always do and ate breakfast, thinking about life and its reasons. I thought about the reasons I have for me to live. I had none. I thought 'Everyday life is the same, everyone's life is the same, you live, you learn, you work, you die. No one is different.' At least, that's what I thought until I met Jonas, from "The Giver".
On Christmas Eve, we sang carols, and tobogganed, and put up Christmas lights, it was just another Christmas Eve, like every other Christmas Eve, I had become dull, lifeless, and just another pointless begin in the world. I knew I was right; at least I had gained back my confident. But, it was the night, the night before I met him, Jonas.
People were crowding outside, children were playing in the snow, it was Christmas day. At night, when it was finally peaceful, I went outside and sat in my favorite spot, in front of the forbidden hill. No one knows why it's forbidden, some say that you disappear, others say you teleport to another world, but nobody really knows. I looked across the street, my neighbors were already taking their lights down, then I looked at my house, it was covered with bright lights and tinsels, inside my parents were making turkey and my grandma was telling stories to the kids. I could hear the church singing carols, my grandpa passed away 2 years ago. It was useless, these holidays, they were all the same, food, presents, and then it was over.
Suddenly a burst of snow hit me from behind and knocked me over. I panicked and tried to get up, but I didn't have any strength, so I lay there, covered in snow. Then I finally looked back, and there he was, a boy my age, and a baby. He had those clear, light blue eyes and brown ruffled hair, so did the baby. I noticed that he came down the forbidden hill. I looked at him, surprised, and he looked at me as if he'd never seen anything like it before. Then I said those 3 words that changed my life. "Who are you?"
"Jonas." He replied, and "The Giver" came back.
Kuma: Thank you for reading my first chapter!!! Please review! Criticism is accepted, and so are requests. Thank you all once again! Btw. I do not own "The giver" But I do own this story ^-^ hehe.