Around 6am

My brother is in eighth grade this year and like every eighth grade class does, they went to Washington, D.C. for three days last week. Wednesday morning he had to get up at 4am to make it to the school for 4:30am, so he didn’t eat breakfast. My mom packed him breakfast bars, and some kind of juice so he could eat something when he got hungry but he, like every other kid also had a bag of junk food. At maybe around 10am that morning my mom gets a text from my brother saying that he and his friends have no food left. None. He is only 5 ½ hrs into the trip. He told my mom that he was going to spend his money on food and that is it. So he came home with twenty-five dollars and about a year’s worth supply of junk food and makes me think about my trip to D.C. four ago. The first thing I remember about the trip is about food. Me and my friend, Victoria were sitting together and it was probably around 6am and we were hungry. We decided that we didn’t want to eat the food our parents gave us for breakfast but the junk food we had instead. Victoria got out this massive bag of Pirates’ Booty, and when we tried to open it, it ended up face down on the ground, spilling out everywhere. While a normal child would decide to throw away the stuff that fell on the floor, we decided that we were going to eat it anyway. So we ate food off of a bus floor, I look back on that moment and have to say it was one of the stupider things I had done at that age. I also look back on it and like to think that I wouldn’t eat the food off the floor again and I hope I am right. I also look back on it as a memory that we will always share with each other and that we will always get a laugh out of it. -Allie S.