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Essay on The Lost Boy
Ever since David was the age of 5 years old to maybe nine, his mother started to hurt him. She told him that he was a “bad boy” and deserved it all; it was some kind of game to her.
At times she would curse at him, beat him vigorously, burn him, make him eat out of the trash, and starve him for days. The only time he really ate was at school during lunch because he would just steal food. When he got home from school he was giving a long load of chores. Sometimes he got the scraps from dinner, but often times on weekends he didn’t eat the whole weekend because there was no school.
At night, he would sleep on an old army cot with no blankets. Very rough and harsh living conditions for a little boy, but he thought he deserved it because she [his mother] always said he did, and he had no one to tell him that she was wrong. Every night he would hear his parents after he was in “bed.” He heard them fighting about him. His father knew little of what was going on because he was often at work. He noticed the significant difference in the way his mother treated David versus his other two brothers. He often told her she was wrong and she would just talk about David as if he was some kind of animal, only referring to him as “It” or “the boy.”
When things came down to it, however, David’s father would always defend his mother. One incident was at about seven to eight at night, and David’s parents began to fight once again. Them both being alcoholics did not much help the situation. David heard his mom screaming about how she wanted David just to leave. David took this as a chance of a lifetime....
