I hope everybody knows that I am deathly afraid of bees. Because I am. They are my worst fear besides ghosts, spiders, lightning etc. except bees is more of an everyday thing. I've only been stung once before today. My dad always tells this story about how he was driving the travelal and right when he was in an intersection this car comes speeding at him no breaks or anything and crashes right into him, he got pretty bad whiplash since there is no head rest and I'm pretty sure it hurt. When he gets out if the car the lady's standing there saying "sorry! But there was a bee in the car!". My dad laughs and I laugh too but in my head I'm thinking "yup, that's gonna be me.". Today I was running around my grandmas back yard barefoot, with grace, my cousin who is visiting from st. Lois for the summer. So anyway just walking around taking pictures of stuff and I stepped on a bee. I thought it was a big stick or something but it flippin freakin hurt I was more freaked out than hurt so I cried ad screamed like literally a 3 year old. It's been more than 5 hours and I'm still getting pains, and I have a whole in my foot because it went in pretty far and stayed in for a little less than a Minuet before my grandma pulled it out. The last time I got stung by a bee was when Andrew was really little. We were down in this creek by my house with kaleb and Olya and Andrew. We decided to go home so we walked up the big hill that led I the side walk. I saw a bee out of the corner of my eye and backed away like everyone does when a bee is that close. So I flipped my hair which apperantly got stuck in my hair. So I felt something moving in my hair and started trying to get it out because I thought it was a fly or an ant or a spider or something, but I couldn't get it out, so I asked Olya to see what was in my hair. She gasped as soon as she saw which brought a million possibilities into my mind, so again I freaked out and kaleb pulled the bee out of my hair, which ripped the head off, and pulled the stinger out of my head. I have many stories about bees but only 2 about being stung. I guess that's what happens about having fears. You worrie so much about them and have lots of experiences trying to avoid them but they hardly every ending up doing REAL damage. So I guess the only fear is yourself.