Everyday standing there looking through the key whole, nothing moved and there was no life. What was beyond, i’d always been the weird kid stuck in books imagining stories and magical beasts. But we were never aloud past the gates. They said there lies danger and a world of darkness. Are world was controlling and we had no feelings we would never laugh at jokes and be sad if someone leaves or die and we wouldn’t be scared at a monster or ghost. I went and looked and it creaked open as i saw a cloaked figure who was called Giver.