Chapter 2

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I go back inside after writing my observations for the day. Each page in my notebook has a different date in which I write down what happened when I got home. I'm going to need a new notebook soon.

I can't help thinking about that cage theory. I realize that I'm in the cage, but it doesn't seem like anyone else does. Maybe they move through the world not noticing anything. I think maybe the old man and young boy know about it. I don't think the young boy likes running everywhere and dropping everything, and I don't think the old man likes to constantly remind him to stop running.

Maybe they each lay in bed that night and replay the day. The young boy thinks about how he doesn't like running everywhere, but he has to because that's who he is. He is a runner.

The old man thinks about how he feels so responsible for the young boy, constantly reminding him. He wishes the boy's mother would take care of that. But the old man doesn't know the young boy doesn't have a mother.

They each think about if they could go back in time and redo that first day, and change their fate. The boy wouldn't have to run everywhere, and the old man wouldn't have to remind the boy every day. Though neither of them want to continue this way, neither of them want to go back in time.

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