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I can feel my whole soul tearing from my body ; the pain is agonizing . I hear a whisp of air , I assume that's the door opening . As I turn around, the pain becoming twice as worse with every breath . I look up into Jona's face as I feel a cloud of abashment come to sit on my head at the fact that he has to see me in this state , with my sofa all damp from my sweat. I could see Jonas trying to fathom some words ,but they didn't come to him .  I said  ,"we won't be having a session today Jonas" in  a raspy harsh voice. Him looking at me almost staring with pity, and concern in his eyes offered to help me in any way he could . I couldn't resist the pain; it was too much. I said to him ,"yes please do help me to take some of the pain away " . Jonas being Jonas agrees ,and takes off his tunic ,and lays down on the moist couch beside me . As I lay my trembling hands on his soft pale skin I regret for moment what i'm about to do to him, but the pain wins it almost always does, and I pass the memory of war into Jonas . I can see the pain on his face, and can feel the sweat forming on his hands ,but the sweat bliss of sharing that horrid memory with jonas was just breathtaking . He finally looks at me , and then it hits me this poor, young, sweet boy has just experienced war. 'I give you my deepest condolences Jonas you weren't suppose to experience that not yet " .

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Today was A very sad day I was going to give the memory of what cause chaos of the last giver I am frightened at this and scared I hope it doesn't happen again as he enters the room and lays on the bed and get ready and say "here I go" and then I put the memory in him as he wakes up I say sorry see him crying on the inside feeling terribly sorry for giving the memory and sad.

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I didn't even want to get out of bed this morning. Today I am going to have to give a horrible and horrifical memory of war. I know how Jonas is going to react the same way that I reacted when the previous giver gave the memory of war to me.

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Today was a harsh day for me and Jonas. I told Jonas that i would be giving him another sled memory, but little did he know it was going to be his worst memory yet. As I place my hands on his back, I watch as his face lit up with a bright smile, suddenly the happiness on his face turned into terror, that's when I knew I had made a mistake. I felt so horrible I quickly removed my hands from his back. Jonas was laying there, quiet on the bed not knowing what to say, I couldn't even look at him. I felt guild  building up in my body, he had just witnessed some die, I had to do something. The next few days, I gave him more and more happy memories to try and help him forget, but I knew he wasn't going to that easily.

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The Giver was in pain, haunted by the memory of war, but Jonas came buy and asked if he can help, the giver took the chance to get released from his pain and saw the boy trembling and haunted by the memory he is witnessing. The giver attempts to reassure him but he felt bad for what he had done.

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Like any other day, Jonas comes into the room excited for our training session. Before I say anything, he's already lay on the bed. I hesitantly decide to do something different today, and gently place my cold hand on his back. The memory is of fire. At the start I hear Jonas quietly sigh but as the memory continues, I start to hear Jonas' whimpers. Jonas cries out as tears start pouring out of his eyes.

"May I have my relief of pain?" he begs. I want to say yes but I quickly remember the rules, "No." I say numbly as I turn away.

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Today was the day. You would think It was happy but it wasn't, matter a fact , it was probably one of the worst days of Jonas' life. Today was the day that I gave him one of my most painful and unforgettable memories. I regretted it the moment he saw my face that morning. I was remember the worst memory of war and Jonas had asked if he could help me and relive me of this memory. But after I was done, all I could do was look away as he cried on the inside and on the outside.

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As I wake up, I feel a cold sweat on my temple. It's as if a memory I have is haunting me. Not just any memory, a memory of war. Jonas hurries to my side, and asks if he can help take the pain away. Although I'm ashamed, the pain is too much to bear, and I say yes. I place my hand on Jonas' back, and see him tremble. Although I can't see the memory myself, the look of fear in his eyes is enough to let me know what exactly is happening at this point. At the end of the memory, Jonas cries out, and the memory ends. He looks at me with an expression of horror, unlike anything I've ever seen with him. I feel absolutely awful, and decide to apologize and comfort him.

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I wake up and a memory haunt's me, a memory of war. Jonas asks if he can help take the pain away and although I am ashamed of this I say yes. I place my hand's on Jonas's back and see him tremble at the sight. I can remember war and a boy pleading for help he falls. Jonas cries out and the memory ends. Jonas looks like he wants to run away so I try to reassure him.

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The Giver saw how Jonas was feeling. Jonas needs someone to talk to so he talks to the giver about it. And talk about how important the receiver is. The giver watches jonas in pain and he can't do anything

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Today was a very hard day for me, and Jonas. When he walks into the room I tell him that I will be transmitting another memory of going downhill on a sled. His face lights up and I just feel myself shrivel up inside. He lays down and closes his eyes as always and I place my hand on his back. At first he has a calm smile on his face but it soon turns into a face of fear. Glistening beads of tears started to roll unto his cheeks and I could feel small tremors vibrating through his body. I watched in horror as he shot strait up and wrapped his hands around his knees cradling himself. He looked up at through teary eyes and pleaded for a relief of pain. I simply looked away and said no. I knew how hard it was but he had to follow the rules. I knew the feeling of always being alone and having to keep it all to yourself. The days kept on going, each harder than the last. To try and sooth Jonas the best I can I would transmit a memory of a boat sailing on a lake in the sunset. The emotional pain that it caused me was horrible, but I had to be strong. Just like Jonas was being.

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I feel pain, I can't even walk, this memory is killing me inside, Jonas asks me how he can help, I tell him I could pass him the memory, he says yes. I place my hands on Jonas' back and give him the memory, Jonas finds himself in the Civil War, he has to help a soldier but the soldier dies, Jonas is in pain so he decides to open his eyes, I feel guilty and bad so I say sorry.

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Today I have passed on one of my worst memories. I place my hands on Jonas' back and see his smile as he finds himself on the sled. A few seconds later, his smile turned to fear. Jonas started an ear bleeding scream and I remembered the feeling. The feeling of pain and anger. The burning sensation. I remove my hands with a startled gasp. Jonas laid there. I felt the guilt wash over me like a massive wave. The next few days I tried to give him happier memories. But I knew all pain couldn't be gone so easily.

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The Giver watches Jonas toss and turn clearly in pain.  There is nothing he can do Jonas must get used to feeling all these different emotions including pain.  He tells Jonas how important it is to feel things to be immune from what the community has gotten rid of. 