Beginning of Essay
“This place looks like it was hit by a tornado”, I declared to my cousin who was holding her nose in disgust. There were shelves bent and knocked over with various products scattered around them. The ceiling and a couple walls had holes and dents in them, and ....

Middle of Essay
.... by us, as to get our attention. This skinny man with his apron tied around his small waste started to bustle around picking up a few boxes, “Sorry about the mess,” he replied, in a strong southern accent “just a few days ago we met head on with a twister.” I looked at my cousin with a slight smirk on my face. I knew we were thinking the same thing, “that was rather ironic.” I turned to the worker and replied, “it was no inconvenience to us.” We continued to walk into the store and found that there was another part to the building that was made into a café. The whole reason we had gone to this store was to find something to eat so ....