WAR

Today when I went to the Annexe Room, something was terrifying the Giver. So he decided to give it away to me. I knew I couldn´t expect a good memory, like the one of the boat, so I braced myself to receive the painful memory that was torturing him.

 It was the worst experience of my whole life. I saw a place which was foul smelling, noisy, and covered with smoke. Wounded men and horses lay there,

I heard a faint whisper asking for water. It came from a boy who was lying next to me. He was all covered in dirt and blood.  When I tried to reach my metal container to hand him water, I saw the wound in my arm: what looked like ragged flesh and splintery bone. I was full of pain; I couldn’t resist any more.

I handed the boy some water only to see how his lower jaw dropped as if he had been surprised by something. I understood with horror that he had died. I closed my eyes but  I could not close my ears to the sound of cannons, the cries begging for water, mother and death, the shrieks of horses... The word to describe this horror dawned on me: war!!! 

I just wanted the memory to disappear, but far from disappearing, it has haunted me all day. Now I cannot think about anything except war, I am terrified. This is terrible. How can  humans do this to each other? 

I don´t want to hold this memory. it is much more than I can bear. I want my childhood again!!!!!!

I don’t want to go to the Annexe Room again, It is sheer torture. However, I have no choice. I cannot apply for release. But if I return, what memory will come next? Are there worse memories than this? I don´t want to experience them!!