Bees-Personal Narrative
I smelled the smell of nature. It smelled like the wind. I heard people talking, and bees buzzing. Everything was going well. The sun was shining. We got tickets to go on the ferry to Fire Island, and we waited for it to come. When it arrived, we decided to sit on the top of the ferry. We liked the idea of having a better view and we could have the wind cool us off. Victoria (my friend), her mom, my mom, and I was on top of the ferry. A bee flew below me, and I freaked out. I screamed at the top of my lungs. Everyone turned to look at me. I saw a dried, eaten apple and spilt iced tea right by my feet. In fact, a dog and an old man were sitting in front of me. The dog was licking the iced tea. The iced tea made my shoes glutinous. I felt like I was getting pulled to ground every time I walked. The sun was blinding my eyes and the wind hurt my face. I couldn't see anything. I was getting hungry, so I took out my rice crispy treat. I tried eating it, but bees surrounded me. If bees flew all around you, you should be screaming, right?
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The bees are gonna sting me!” I cried. The old man in front of us, got indignant. “Will ya stop screaming? It is very annoying.” Victoria was laughing. “I'm sorry that she is scared of the bees.” My mom said. In addition, the woman next to the old man insisted to my mom, “She needs to go downstairs. She is disturbing everyone, including my daughter.” They kicked me off the top part of the boat. Feeling sad, I trotted with my mom to go downstairs, leaving Victoria with her mom.
Lastly, I realized that the iced tea attracted the bees, so whoever spilt that, it was their fault. It was so unfair. I wanted to move away from where I was sitting, but all the seats were full. Me and Victoria carped about them when we got off the ferry.
This experience was stressful. At least I did not get a bee sting. I learned to stay away from food that was dropped on the floor that bees may be near, and try not to get people mad by my loud
The bees are gonna sting me!” I cried. The old man in front of us, got indignant. “Will ya stop screaming? It is very annoying.” Victoria was laughing. “I'm sorry that she is scared of the bees.” My mom said. In addition, the woman next to the old man insisted to my mom, “She needs to go downstairs. She is disturbing everyone, including my daughter.” They kicked me off the top part of the boat. Feeling sad, I trotted with my mom to go downstairs, leaving Victoria with her mom.
Lastly, I realized that the iced tea attracted the bees, so whoever spilt that, it was their fault. It was so unfair. I wanted to move away from where I was sitting, but all the seats were full. Me and Victoria carped about them when we got off the ferry.
This experience was stressful. At least I did not get a bee sting. I learned to stay away from food that was dropped on the floor that bees may be near, and try not to get people mad by my loud