I hate bees. They scare me to death. I will run and scream if I see one. I also hate wasps, yellow jackets, hornets, and any other flying, stinging insects that I forgot to mention.
I don’t really like bees, I never did that much… I remember one time when I was little my mom got stung in the toe by a wasp… My dad once got stung by some bees as well. I’ve never been stung, and I don’t hope for it to happen ever but I still try to avoid bees as best as I can. I’m glad that I am unfamiliar with them.
Anastasia Shmytova
Stnaley was having another stressful day in the office, his targets slipping, creating tensions with his team leader and giving rise to undue political pressure- what he didn’t realise is how easy he had it; in the hive mentality, not pulling your weight, achieving your daily quota in service of the queen led to a harsh regime of one way discipline. All the lives lost in the tyranny of the bees, but the honey is still soooo sweet, and since the blood ain’t red, who cares if its on our hands?
Oh no… I can hear it buzz. That terrible little creature. So ugly and mean. So harsh. I completely dislike bees. They chase and attack me. oh wait… those are wasps… Oh well! I still don’t really like bees!
Based on a true story. None of the names were changed.
“Baby, Can you run back in and get me a hot pretzel?” Jenny begged and begged as Rob was pulling out of the mall parking lot.
“Yes love.” Rob hurriedly turned around, “don’t wanna be late for the spelling bee.”
All of a sudden Jenny was in the back seat with us giving us kisses…french kisses. We were only fifteen.
“This can’t be in accordance with the accepted norm,” replied Dan with red lipstick all over his smile.
David Haydu
There once was a bee named Carlos. He was the hardest working bee of all the bees. Sometimes when Carlos went to collect honey, he would fly the long route to see his girl bee, Jessica. Carlos loved Jessica so much that he died.
Carlos
something that stings you but reminds you that pain is near and healing can come… be who you were meant to bee :)…. be careful of what you wish for… the bee is just doing what is was meant to do… bees have hives and stick together yet each has their own path. The bee was stinging someone and realized it didn’t like stinging people. Then, it questioned if stinging was really necessary to be ther bee it
Lisa T
The bees swarmed around me. I Hate them, so much. They scare me. I feel like I’m being assaulted by them, even when they’re 20 feet away from me. Ow. I just got stung. Here come the allergic reactions.
Jessica
bees buzz and make honey they attack ruthelessly even though theyre small. theyre black and yellow but there are some different colored ones that l
Gerald
I have never been stung. Wasp or bee or other things. I am might be too careful. I stand still when they land on me, petrified and silent and panicked.
Trish
I like bees flying around and perching inside flowers. wasps are kind of evil-looking, but bees are not. they strike me as cute. i think they are playing significant roles for the earth.
Kaorita
Flying through the air this incredible tiny creature can reach speeds and altitudes that seem impossible to humans. A truly remarkable ‘nature-ngineered’ flying machine that also gives us honey…but beware of the sting!
Erik Eblana
Her eyes widened as she scrambled away from the blanket. The opened bottle of soda had tipped over, spilling its bubbly contents onto the wool, but her brother hadn’t cleaned up the mess. He knew she was allergic to bees, yet he did nothing as the winged insects gathered around the sticky mess.
Becka
a flying insect. it stings and has a queen with lots of drones. weird sexual reproduction, social and work structure. some varieties make honey. it will be sad if they all die out. they make buzzing noises, collect pollen and have symbiotic relationships with flowers and plants. they are often clumsy in the sky. useful and industrious. black and yellow black and yellow.
emily alexander
Bee? really? a freaking bee? i wanted this one to be about change so heck thats what im gonna write about. so next year i am starting high school and so much changes already and now what do i find out? all these new kids. claire knows six. one being her really good bitchy friends, and one of allies best best friends is also. so great this sucks. everything is gonna change. goddammit. im blaming it on the bee.
Emery
The bee buzzed from the flower, to her arm, to her ear. It didn’t sting–it whispered. They were friends…her only friend. He told her his secrets and she listened. And then, because he was a bee, he left.
Laura
B has fallen in love with bees. They will, he hopes, colonize our backyard, buzzing their way to making him honey so he can make mead. They will fertilize the flowers and make the tomatoes grow big and succulent. But only if they are honeybees. No one likes any of the other kinds, not even the bumbles, so cute and round and fuzzy. And bumbles pollinate too! So why hate them? Why not invite them all to buzz from bloom to bloom, spreading pollen and spreading life?
i hate bees! i thought as i swatted it away. i had to focus. the law-keepers were after me. all i did was feed the prisoners! is that too much to ask? they were wrongly prosecuted! (except for ‘creepy Joe’ in the far cell) the king is evil. i know it. i just have to show proof. darn! the bee is back. this time, i get an idea. i cup the bee in my gloved hands. holding it, i wait for them to catch up a little before i shake the bee and fling it towards them. i hear an ouch and the clattering of Armour on bricks. i have a little more time.
tgiana
A bee buzzes through thick humid air, it lands on a tulip and the flower bobs under its weight.
Mackenzie Bean
there is apparently a terrible plight of the bumble bee currentlyl. they are dying out.much like thar disaster film at the plants that kill people. i like bees, at least i like honey. with porridge. but my mum is allergice to them, so i could be too. i hope not,. i have a really low pain threshold. i would cry and it would be embarrasing. so in conclusion. bees are nice and buzzy and honey like, but only when they do not have their stinger inside you. much like men.,
abby
There’s a bee flying and collecting the best she can get when she meets a bumblebee who asks her for the way. They share a bit of honey and leave, dancing in the sun.
i was once stung by a bee. it happened in college, on my way to class. i had never been stung before, so when it happened, i was shocked at how much it hurt. i didn’t have anything to numb the pain, so i frantically purchased a bottle of iced tea and held my finger in it for the bus ride to class, during class, and the bus ride after class. i felt like a giant idiot, but it was the only thing that would keep the pain subsided for the time being!
there is a bee that is swarming around a tree and making honey for its fellow bees. The queen bee depends on all of the other bees in the nest. All of the bees are black and yellow however some are more black than others and some are brown. Sometimes, bees will sting but that is ok because we all have bad days. I love bee honey!
lhlfs
It’s a beautiful creature that I know about I know that it’s yellow and black and I thought I saw a blue one and I know there’s ones that are all black, adn whatever but I think it’s a really nice one, Speaking of nice ones, I have a nice typoi
And there’ sanother one, not to mention the fact that there’s another
and another
And another until the bee died
the bee died so hard that I wanted to cry, laughing
I don’t like beeds, they are assholes
So much that I can’t even call them beeds, I call them bees
Funny how beeds is not spelled correctyly, it’s whatever,
Gigi
the bee flew across the blue sky. i wanted to fly too. i dreamed of it every night, that i could soar like the birds and slip through clouds. too bad dreams don’t come true.
tgiana
My sister got stung by a bee, or perhaps it was a wasp but let’s pretend it was a bee for the purposes of the story! It was a scorching hot summer’s day in the 70’s and my sister was in her buggy. My mum was distracted by my school teacher who chatted to her and my sister got stung on the lip. My mum never liked that teacher anyway!
bumble bee i like to think of being a bee and lving in a garden a garden that smellls like sugar and makes me feel like a queen, a queen bee. the most beauitufliest queen bee i have ever seen i want to be in that garden now and smile at the flowers and the sun a bee happy as a bee
Bella
A bee. Yellow, black, fluttery, small.
Annoying.
Nina stared at it from her grassy spot under a tree. It hovered around her, a continuous buzz emanating from its wings.
She wanted to wave it away.
Ben
yellow and black. pretty.
spring stinger zzzz noise flowers pretty sunny nice beautiful relacing scary refreshing sgn of life tress green
Alanna Aungvibool
bee carful what you wish for, bee careful for what you are. for words can hurt another, no matter how close or far.
bee carful when you cross the street. bee sure to look both ways. for if you cross blindly, love will sweep you off your feet.
bee carful not to be brought down, bee carful how quiet you sing. fly free my sweet bee yourself, and do your own damn thing.
I’m super scared of bees. I’m scared of pain, I’m scared to get hurt. Some times I try to act tough so I don’t look like a wimpy girl but really I’m scared of them. They’re fat and bright and I don’t like them. Obnoxious. Buzzing. Stinging. Even the carpenter bees scare me. They remind me of preschool, of making balloon nets. The good old days.
Sarah
if i were a bee, i would zoom through the trees.
i would kiss all the flowers, and tickle the grass.
i would love to be a buzzing bee.
i’d sing you a song every day.
i would love you forever.
but i’m only human.
so when i’m a bee
i’ll be yours always.
forever.
just wait and see.
i’ll be a bee
when i grow up.
Allison Schultz
once upon a time there was a little bumble bee, her name was olivia. Oliva was not like the other bees. she was special. she could not make honey like her friends. but she had such a big heart. and she loved all of her friends even though they were rude to her and they didnt invite her on thier flight to england.
We are in danger of losing bees from the world, and that will lead to the destruction of the environment. We have to stop this. We HAVE to stop this. If we don’t, we may as well just die now.
it flies and goes bzz i dont dislike but i like but not that mch ad they like flowers and signify symmer times and buzzing. if i was a bee i would like roses. or daffodils. if i was a bee iwouldnt like the scary wasps and i if i was a wasp i would try to be nicer and not sting . bees are yellow and furry.
aurelie g
They buzz harmoniously in circles, in zig-zags.
The are Far more productive than myself
My favorite color is on them.
How Lovely
Nathalie
bumblebee, the old english word for a bumblebee is actually a “dumbledore”. Bees are quite nice, when they’re fat and fluffy, much better than wasps, which are evil, and hornets are the honest to god scariest thing in the world. There used to be bee hives behind my garden.
I hate bees. They scare me to death. I will run and scream if I see one. I also hate wasps, yellow jackets, hornets, and any other flying, stinging insects that I forgot to mention.
I don’t really like bees, I never did that much… I remember one time when I was little my mom got stung in the toe by a wasp… My dad once got stung by some bees as well. I’ve never been stung, and I don’t hope for it to happen ever but I still try to avoid bees as best as I can. I’m glad that I am unfamiliar with them.
Stnaley was having another stressful day in the office, his targets slipping, creating tensions with his team leader and giving rise to undue political pressure- what he didn’t realise is how easy he had it; in the hive mentality, not pulling your weight, achieving your daily quota in service of the queen led to a harsh regime of one way discipline. All the lives lost in the tyranny of the bees, but the honey is still soooo sweet, and since the blood ain’t red, who cares if its on our hands?
Oh no… I can hear it buzz. That terrible little creature. So ugly and mean. So harsh. I completely dislike bees. They chase and attack me. oh wait… those are wasps… Oh well! I still don’t really like bees!
I want to bee in another place with her. I really feel we need to go and be ourselves and bee with new people…create a new world and just bee free
yellow
buzz
sound
flower
reproduction
honey
eat
costume
wings
fly
biology
worker
gendered roles
queen
Based on a true story. None of the names were changed.
“Baby, Can you run back in and get me a hot pretzel?” Jenny begged and begged as Rob was pulling out of the mall parking lot.
“Yes love.” Rob hurriedly turned around, “don’t wanna be late for the spelling bee.”
All of a sudden Jenny was in the back seat with us giving us kisses…french kisses. We were only fifteen.
“This can’t be in accordance with the accepted norm,” replied Dan with red lipstick all over his smile.
There once was a bee named Carlos. He was the hardest working bee of all the bees. Sometimes when Carlos went to collect honey, he would fly the long route to see his girl bee, Jessica. Carlos loved Jessica so much that he died.
something that stings you but reminds you that pain is near and healing can come… be who you were meant to bee :)…. be careful of what you wish for… the bee is just doing what is was meant to do… bees have hives and stick together yet each has their own path. The bee was stinging someone and realized it didn’t like stinging people. Then, it questioned if stinging was really necessary to be ther bee it
The bees swarmed around me. I Hate them, so much. They scare me. I feel like I’m being assaulted by them, even when they’re 20 feet away from me. Ow. I just got stung. Here come the allergic reactions.
bees buzz and make honey they attack ruthelessly even though theyre small. theyre black and yellow but there are some different colored ones that l
I have never been stung. Wasp or bee or other things. I am might be too careful. I stand still when they land on me, petrified and silent and panicked.
I like bees flying around and perching inside flowers. wasps are kind of evil-looking, but bees are not. they strike me as cute. i think they are playing significant roles for the earth.
Flying through the air this incredible tiny creature can reach speeds and altitudes that seem impossible to humans. A truly remarkable ‘nature-ngineered’ flying machine that also gives us honey…but beware of the sting!
Her eyes widened as she scrambled away from the blanket. The opened bottle of soda had tipped over, spilling its bubbly contents onto the wool, but her brother hadn’t cleaned up the mess. He knew she was allergic to bees, yet he did nothing as the winged insects gathered around the sticky mess.
a flying insect. it stings and has a queen with lots of drones. weird sexual reproduction, social and work structure. some varieties make honey. it will be sad if they all die out. they make buzzing noises, collect pollen and have symbiotic relationships with flowers and plants. they are often clumsy in the sky. useful and industrious. black and yellow black and yellow.
Bee? really? a freaking bee? i wanted this one to be about change so heck thats what im gonna write about. so next year i am starting high school and so much changes already and now what do i find out? all these new kids. claire knows six. one being her really good bitchy friends, and one of allies best best friends is also. so great this sucks. everything is gonna change. goddammit. im blaming it on the bee.
The bee buzzed from the flower, to her arm, to her ear. It didn’t sting–it whispered. They were friends…her only friend. He told her his secrets and she listened. And then, because he was a bee, he left.
B has fallen in love with bees. They will, he hopes, colonize our backyard, buzzing their way to making him honey so he can make mead. They will fertilize the flowers and make the tomatoes grow big and succulent. But only if they are honeybees. No one likes any of the other kinds, not even the bumbles, so cute and round and fuzzy. And bumbles pollinate too! So why hate them? Why not invite them all to buzz from bloom to bloom, spreading pollen and spreading life?
i hate bees! i thought as i swatted it away. i had to focus. the law-keepers were after me. all i did was feed the prisoners! is that too much to ask? they were wrongly prosecuted! (except for ‘creepy Joe’ in the far cell) the king is evil. i know it. i just have to show proof. darn! the bee is back. this time, i get an idea. i cup the bee in my gloved hands. holding it, i wait for them to catch up a little before i shake the bee and fling it towards them. i hear an ouch and the clattering of Armour on bricks. i have a little more time.
A bee buzzes through thick humid air, it lands on a tulip and the flower bobs under its weight.
there is apparently a terrible plight of the bumble bee currentlyl. they are dying out.much like thar disaster film at the plants that kill people. i like bees, at least i like honey. with porridge. but my mum is allergice to them, so i could be too. i hope not,. i have a really low pain threshold. i would cry and it would be embarrasing. so in conclusion. bees are nice and buzzy and honey like, but only when they do not have their stinger inside you. much like men.,
There’s a bee flying and collecting the best she can get when she meets a bumblebee who asks her for the way. They share a bit of honey and leave, dancing in the sun.
i was once stung by a bee. it happened in college, on my way to class. i had never been stung before, so when it happened, i was shocked at how much it hurt. i didn’t have anything to numb the pain, so i frantically purchased a bottle of iced tea and held my finger in it for the bus ride to class, during class, and the bus ride after class. i felt like a giant idiot, but it was the only thing that would keep the pain subsided for the time being!
there is a bee that is swarming around a tree and making honey for its fellow bees. The queen bee depends on all of the other bees in the nest. All of the bees are black and yellow however some are more black than others and some are brown. Sometimes, bees will sting but that is ok because we all have bad days. I love bee honey!
It’s a beautiful creature that I know about I know that it’s yellow and black and I thought I saw a blue one and I know there’s ones that are all black, adn whatever but I think it’s a really nice one, Speaking of nice ones, I have a nice typoi
And there’ sanother one, not to mention the fact that there’s another
and another
And another until the bee died
the bee died so hard that I wanted to cry, laughing
I don’t like beeds, they are assholes
So much that I can’t even call them beeds, I call them bees
Funny how beeds is not spelled correctyly, it’s whatever,
the bee flew across the blue sky. i wanted to fly too. i dreamed of it every night, that i could soar like the birds and slip through clouds. too bad dreams don’t come true.
My sister got stung by a bee, or perhaps it was a wasp but let’s pretend it was a bee for the purposes of the story! It was a scorching hot summer’s day in the 70’s and my sister was in her buggy. My mum was distracted by my school teacher who chatted to her and my sister got stung on the lip. My mum never liked that teacher anyway!
bumble bee i like to think of being a bee and lving in a garden a garden that smellls like sugar and makes me feel like a queen, a queen bee. the most beauitufliest queen bee i have ever seen i want to be in that garden now and smile at the flowers and the sun a bee happy as a bee
A bee. Yellow, black, fluttery, small.
Annoying.
Nina stared at it from her grassy spot under a tree. It hovered around her, a continuous buzz emanating from its wings.
She wanted to wave it away.
yellow and black. pretty.
spring stinger zzzz noise flowers pretty sunny nice beautiful relacing scary refreshing sgn of life tress green
bee carful what you wish for, bee careful for what you are. for words can hurt another, no matter how close or far.
bee carful when you cross the street. bee sure to look both ways. for if you cross blindly, love will sweep you off your feet.
bee carful not to be brought down, bee carful how quiet you sing. fly free my sweet bee yourself, and do your own damn thing.
I’m super scared of bees. I’m scared of pain, I’m scared to get hurt. Some times I try to act tough so I don’t look like a wimpy girl but really I’m scared of them. They’re fat and bright and I don’t like them. Obnoxious. Buzzing. Stinging. Even the carpenter bees scare me. They remind me of preschool, of making balloon nets. The good old days.
if i were a bee, i would zoom through the trees.
i would kiss all the flowers, and tickle the grass.
i would love to be a buzzing bee.
i’d sing you a song every day.
i would love you forever.
but i’m only human.
so when i’m a bee
i’ll be yours always.
forever.
just wait and see.
i’ll be a bee
when i grow up.
once upon a time there was a little bumble bee, her name was olivia. Oliva was not like the other bees. she was special. she could not make honey like her friends. but she had such a big heart. and she loved all of her friends even though they were rude to her and they didnt invite her on thier flight to england.
Spanish Bee. Bee Season. honey bee. bumble bee. spelling bee. beeswax. Burt’s Bees. buzzz
We are in danger of losing bees from the world, and that will lead to the destruction of the environment. We have to stop this. We HAVE to stop this. If we don’t, we may as well just die now.
it flies and goes bzz i dont dislike but i like but not that mch ad they like flowers and signify symmer times and buzzing. if i was a bee i would like roses. or daffodils. if i was a bee iwouldnt like the scary wasps and i if i was a wasp i would try to be nicer and not sting . bees are yellow and furry.
They buzz harmoniously in circles, in zig-zags.
The are Far more productive than myself
My favorite color is on them.
How Lovely
bumblebee, the old english word for a bumblebee is actually a “dumbledore”. Bees are quite nice, when they’re fat and fluffy, much better than wasps, which are evil, and hornets are the honest to god scariest thing in the world. There used to be bee hives behind my garden.