Essays Tagged: "David Brock"
Monologue of a seeverly abused young adult "Sam"
n saw it fit to share my bed, secretly, until I was 11. I then moved out and into a friend's house, Brock's father's house. Mum was distraught and turned to drinking. (Pause) Haven't really seen her s ... rock swore he saw her at "Bad Girls" a month back but I know he didn't. My Mum would never do that. Brock's place slash a twin garage wasn't too pleasant. It stank of rum and tobacco, and stale bread ...
Subjects: Art Essays > Drama