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