Bee Stings
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Bee Stings
Bee Stings
In the dark of night, I woke up with fright. Something had woken me from my
dreams. I crept out of bed, not wanting to disturb anyone else and walked over
to the window. As I sat there staring, I noticed a little bee buzzing around the
edge of the window. As I moved to open the window slightly, the bee took fright
and stung me on my hand. At that very moment, I was sent spinning through
the air and landed in a puddle of sticky golden honey. As I looked around, I
realised I wasn’t in my room anymore but inside what appeared to be a bee hive.
“How on earth am I going to get out of here?” I said aloud. Out of the depths, a
small voice came back to me, saying that the only way out was to fly. “Can you
help me?” I said to the unknown voice. “Yes, but we have to be quick; the queen
mustn’t know you are here”. As fast as I could, I jumped on the back of this tiny
bee, and we sailed through the hive dodging and weaving my way to freedom.