The Giver Figurative Language

Tiny, cold, feather like feelings peppered his body and face.

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They acted like animals

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His skin began to sting. Restlessly he moved one arm, bending it, and he felt a sharp pain in the crease of his inner arm at his elbow.

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It was the first thing Jonas noticed as he looked at the new child peering up curiously from the basket. The pale eyes.

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Gabe struggled carefully as if it were a wrestling game.

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he was reminded that the light eyes were not only a rarity but gave the one who had them a certain look -- what was it? Depth, he decided, as if one were looking into the clear water of the river

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Finally, when the container was open, he extended his arm slowly across the blood soaked earth, inch by inch and held it to the lips of the boy.

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Then, the first wave of pain. He gasped and it was as if a hatchet lay lodged in his leg, slicing through each nerve with a hot blade.

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In his agony, he perceived the word “fire”, and felt flames licking at the torn bone and flesh.

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He couldn’t bare to see their faces, darkened with shame.

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