“the monkeys said I’d find you here.” the boy couldn’t’ve been anymore than six. he had such a strong hold on the english language for being so young. “the monkeys, eh?” “yea.” the monkeys had been living next door since god knows when, doing all sorts of things that monkeys do. the little boy continued, “and they sent me over to tell you that you have to stop talking to your neighbors.” this hadnt been the first time i had to cease something. last week it had been drinking coffee. they said it was a stimulant, that it would increase my blood pressure. before that, they eliminated my morning runs, for fear i might twist an ankle. I followed the boy back to the observatory, and burst in. “why are you fasisct maggot munching monkeys-” and then i blacked out. as i awoke, the boy scolded me for being so cruel to the monkeys. “cruel? ha! they wont let me do anything! i cant even read anymore, they think i’ll learn things im not supposed to.” ” i guess you cant obtain certain things” likeextraspaceonthistory