Buzzz..

Wasps. Hornets. Wood Bees. Ground Bees. Bumble Bees. Carpenter Bees. Honey Bees.

Those are some of the different kinds of bees flying about the world. The one that I'm dealing with is Yellow Jackets. It all happened yesterday when I was trying to help my mom out by weeding her garden. I was pulling some weeds by this fence we have in the garden when the next thing I know my thumb started stinging and getting swollen. I immediately run to my little brothers swimming pool and stick it in the cold water. My mom and I went back to where I had been gardening and we saw a whole army of Yellow Jackets buzzing around the ground where its nest was. I guess I can say I got very lucky. I could have gotten stung by 20 of them but instead I only got it once. Seeing them there buzzing around, I grew an instant hatred for them and wanted my revenge. After getting stung I decided it would be better to stop weeding and go mow the lawn. The whole time my thumb was throbbing in pain, swollen and itchy. Later that night, I was putting some medicine on the sting and I was thinking, the bee only did that so I would stay away from him and his home/family. I applied it to my life and if someone was, deliberate or not, damaging my home or messing with my family, I would want to do something about it too. I don't blame the bee for stinging me. To him, I'm just a big, huge monster trying to destroy his home. Later when my dad came home from work, he brought some chemical killer to put on their hive. Looks like they won't be stinging anyone anymore.