My ending of The Giver
As I slowly get up from laying flat on the ground in the cold snow, I know that I can no longer walk on my own two feet. So I come up with and idea i can crawl with Gabe higher up on my chest so he won't get colder then he already is.
As I get going i notice that this i much more tiring then it ever is as walking. There are green trees all around me so I slide myself over to a tree and see a crack in the bark and I pull down on the crack as it comes free. Even though it isn't that big it will do. I sit on the other side of the wood and push myself through the snow.
I reach a hill and I am relieved but exhausted too. I completely forget about Gabe I pray and look down to notice that he is wide awake and smiling. I am surprised that I did even hear a laugh or any emotion as I pull myself through the snow.
When I notice that the sled has stopped I look back and see that the hill wasn't that steap and I was to worried about Gabe that I didn't even notice I was moving.
Ever since I went down the hill on the bark I tended to look down at Gabe quite often now. We had to do the same routine every hill. Crawl over to a tree peel off a piece of bark and slide down the hill to new adventures. I stopped counting how many hills there were. Hills are unpredictable because some are steap and some are smooth and slow.
As Gabe and I went down a hill I noticed after that was just flat land and there were no more hills. I threw the piece of wood I previously used and started to have the strength to stand up. I started with one small step and just took it one step at a time.
I looked down; I haven't looked down at Gabe in a while. I saw that his face was purple, as I looked in terror I tried to wake him up but obviously he was dead, I just didn't want to admit it.
Every once in a while I would jiggle his stomach and scream at him,
"Gabe, wake up, please, please I need you to get through this. Without you all I can do is miss you, and I need to be strong."
I mourned throughout the day as I kept walking with Gabe in my warm arms with his cold dead body. I only wanted him with me to not feel lonely. I would never leave him behinde. He held on for as long as he could. I never wanted to hurt him.
As I carry Gabe around in my still alive arms. I start to cry as I feel the emotion of sadness. But my mouth turns into a smile as I see a house with little humans walking around.
The sun started to set and I started to quietly move up closer to the house. I wanted to just knock on the door and ask for help but, I knew I couldn't do that. I sat there all night.
I must of fallen asleep because I was awoken by a woman saying softly,
"Hello? Are you awake?"
I answer with a "Who are you?"
The woman blabbers on about something that I don't have the memories for. But, the she helped me to my feet and she offers me inside. As I get up from the snow and I walk inside I smell something really good. It smelt kinda like pumpkin, I was surprised that I actually knew what pumpkin was I guess it just came to me.
The family offered me to stay the night. Back in the community I never slept in another families home, ever! I woke up in the morning and the unfamiliar family was standing around me. They all had their hands behind their back. I had no idea what they were going to do. I said I was going for a walk, and they let me go. I started walking and it turned into a jog into a sprint because I wanted to get as far away from that house as I could. When I walked out of the house I saw knifes behind all of their backs. I thought they would come after me, but I bet I was too far away for them to catch me.
I now started to think about Gabe, but I was I danger, and its no use carrying around a dead body. I had to be strong and move on.
I squared down to lay down in the snow. It was in the middle of the road. I started to doze off......... I heard the sound of an engine, I thought that it was the start of a dream. My face smashed into the ground and it felt like every bone in my body was broken. I saw a bright light and then all I saw was blackness and I was still. No one came for me and I was lonely. I saw Gabe but I wasn't sure were he was. Then he was gone and it was dark and I was completely and forever alone
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The giver: my ending
Teen FictionThis is how I think The Giver should end. I loved The Giver so much that I wanted to write one of my own