Queen Bee
It all began last week, it was a snowy winter night when I heard strange noises coming out of the closet and being the curious person that I was, I went to check it out. I slowly got out of bed and stumbled towards the closet door. As I got closer I could hear faint humming noises. I slowly opened the closet door and walked in. I felt my way through the clothes, then I felt a circular object, which then I made out it was a door knob. I carefully twisted the handle and pushed open the door. I was blinded by a yellow light and the warmth of something. I slowly walked through the door and heard “ Hello there, you must be lost, let me help you, follow me.” I wanted to turn back but I couldn’t see. I followed the voice which lead me to a dark cold place, I could see. It was a massive bee. I screamed. It was huge like the size of a 2 year old. It said “Calm down I ain’t gonna hurt you”. “H-How A-Are Y-” I’m massive because the evil queen had cursed me and brainwashed the rest of my kind to think that she was their queen.” ~Thinking: How did he know what I was saying when I didn’t finish my sentence?.~ “ I know what you were going to saying because I can read minds”. My jaw dropped this sure was a strange place. He then showed me a picture of a lady with the bees. I asked “who is that”. The bee “She is the real queen bee”. I then said “She reminds me of my mother”. “Well that's because it’s your great grandmother”. I was shocked. “I-I” I stuttered. “I know it is a lot to take in, but that is your crown” and then said “You can be a queen, you can be our queen Bee. I then replied “I need to go home and think about it”. The bee then guided me back out to the sunny place and lead me back to the door. The bee said”don’t take to long, we need you to save our kind”. I didn’t reply. I walked through the door turned and waved at the bee. I quietly shut the door, pushed my way through the door and stumbled back into bed. I couldn’t sleep with all these questions in my mind.Why did nobody tell me about this? Who am I really? Is this a dream? Am I ready to leave my family? My friends? The world? Am I worthy of being queen? I will never know until I go back there, but do I want to go back there?
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