Click here for the full essay: Kent's 3/11 The Bus Ride Home:
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boxes of crackers, bread snacks and more. Usually, if I hadn't had
dinner by this time, I would be starving. But today, all the events that
happened overwhelms my hunger. My appetite is diminished.
bus driver stops the bus to let us onto the second rest stop. I sprint
outside of my bus because I do not want to have to wait to go to the
bathroom. I dash into the bathroom of the convenience store. After
finishing my business, I walk around the store, and notice something
peculiar. The racks which are usually filled with goods are empty. There
is barely anything left in the whole store. Maybe people are buying
emergency food. . . . . . . .