Why I'm Afraid of Bees by R. L. Stine

Author:R. L. Stine
Language: eng
Format: epub, pdf
Publisher: Scholastic Inc.
Published: 2018-08-21T16:00:00+00:00

I woke up with a start and tried to brush a bee away from my face. It took me a few moments to remember. I wasn’t lying in my back yard anymore, trying to keep the bees away from me. I was a bee—a bee trapped inside a hive!

I jumped up, took a step, and immediately came face-to-face with another bee! I couldn’t tell if he was the same one I’d seen the night before. But he looked just as angry. His big eyes were bulging with rage. And he was moving deliberately toward me.

As fast as I could, I spun around and flew away. Of course, I had no idea where I was going.

The hive seemed to be made up of a lot of long, dark hallways. All around me, groups of bees were building honeycombs. As they worked, they kept up a steady buzz. The sound was really driving me off the wall!

I began searching for a way out. I wandered in and out, in and out throughout the dark, sticky honeycombs.

From time to time, I shot out my tongue and lapped up some honey. I was getting a little tired of the sweet stuff. But I knew I had to keep up my strength if I wanted to try to break out of the hive.

As I searched for a way to escape, I noticed that every single bee seemed to have an assigned job, either building honeycombs, caring for the babies of the queen or whatever. And the little bugs never stopped working! They were “busy as bees” from morning till night.

Darting through the tangled darkness, I began to lose hope.

There’s no way out, I decided. No way out.

I sank unhappily to the sticky hive floor. And as I dropped, three large bees moved in front of me.

They buzzed angrily, bumping up against me with their hairy, damp bodies. It was easy to tell these bees were angry with me.

Maybe it was because I wasn’t doing my “job.” But what was my job? How could I tell the bees I didn’t know what I was supposed to be doing?

I tried to slip past them, but they moved to block my path.

Three tough bees. They made me think of Barry, Marv, and Karl.

I shrank back as one of them pointed his stinger at me.

He was getting ready to kill me! And I didn’t even know what I’d done!

I screamed and whirled around. As fast as my six legs would carry me, I darted back down the narrow passageway and turned another corner.

“Oh!” I bumped hard into another bee. Luckily, he was hurrying off somewhere, and barely seemed to notice me.

I gasped with relief. And then an idea came to me. Where was that bee going in such a hurry? Was he taking something somewhere? Could he be going to an area I hadn’t searched yet?

I decided to follow him and find out. I needed to learn everything I could about the hive. Maybe, just maybe, it would help me escape.

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