Why I'm Afraid of Bees (Goosebumps Series #17) by R L Stine

Author:R L Stine [Stine, R L]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Children's Books, Horror, Fiction
ISBN: 9780439693547
Amazon: 0439693543
Publisher: Scholastic Paperbacks
Published: 2005-04-02T04:00:00+00:00

14

I didn’t sting him.

I really didn’t want to die.

Sure, things really looked terrible for me right now. But I was still clinging to a shred of hope.

Maybe, somehow, I’d find my way out of this bee prison and back into my own body. It didn’t seem very likely. But I was determined to keep on trying.

“In you go, my fuzzy little friend,” Mr. Andretti said. He opened up one of the removable drawerlike parts of his hive and dropped me in.

“Ohhhh,” I moaned. It was so dark inside the hive. And so confusing.

Where should I go? What should I do?

The air was hot and wet. Everywhere I turned, I was surrounded by a deafening, droning hum.

“I—I can’t stand it!” I cried. I could feel myself totally losing it!

All around me, bees scurried around in the darkness. I stayed where I was, too frightened to move.

I suddenly realized I was still very hungry. If I didn’t get something to eat, I knew I’d never be able to find a way out of here!

I spun around and started trying to explore.

Out of my left eye, I saw another bee glaring at me. I froze in my tracks. Did bees attack each other inside their hives? I wondered.

I didn’t remember reading anything about that in my bee book. But this bee really looked ready for a fight.

“Please leave me alone,” I begged in my tiny voice. “Please give me a break.”

The bee glared back at me. I’ve never seen such big, angry-looking eyes!

Slowly, I started backing away from him. “Uh…” I squeaked nervously. “I’ve got to be going now. I… um… I have to get to work.”

The bee bulged his eyes and waved his antennas in a threatening way. I was sure he planned to sting me. I turned and flew away as fast as I could. I tried to hide.

I was so frightened, I couldn’t even make myself move. What if I bumped into another bee? I couldn’t even stand to think about what might happen if I did.

I realized I had to move. I had to find something to eat.

Shaking with fear, I tiptoed out into the open. I took a nervous look around.

On the far wall, I could see a large cluster of bees, busily building something. A honeycomb!

And where there was a honeycomb, I told myself, there was honey.

I’ve always hated the sweet, sticky goo. But I knew I had to eat some. Right away!

As quietly as I could, I crept over and joined the bee workers. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw them doing really gross things with their mouths.

First, they used their legs to pick little flakes of waxy-looking stuff off their abdomens. Then they crammed the wax into their mouths and started working their jaws up and down like little chewing machines. Finally, they spit out the wax and used it to build part of the honeycomb they were working on.

“Yuck!” It looked so disgusting. It made me sick!

But what choice did I have? I had to eat some honey—even if it was covered with bee spit.

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