Ann Marie AguilarHow can you be free, If you don't even know you're trap or lock inside?
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How can you be free, If you don't even know you're trap or lock inside? The story of the boy trapped in the box relates to how people are trapped inside their own minds. A person can be free when they are allowed to explore their mind, whether it is the unconscious or conscious parts of their mind. The boy in the story is free when he realizes that his father is in fact trying to help him escape from the box. When a person realizes that they do not have to be trapped by their own thoughts, they can begin to realize what freedom truly means.
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