queen bee

It was late into the evening when the magic happened.

The forest was the perfect place for a story to unfold. A sense of mystery filled the secluded wood, as a swirling, grey fog mischievously crept its way between the trees.

After days of waiting, her transformation was complete. The Queen Bee held one of her many children in her outstretched hand; the moment she’d been waiting for had finally arrived…

Can you continue the story of the Queen Bee?

The other wasps glided through the air and sat next to

there Queen. She was wearing a silky black dress and

her blonde, wavy hair was following behind her. She

had wanted this moment for as long as she could

remember. The moment she was in charge. The

forest was misty. The wind was howling and was blowing

through all the leaves. However she did not mind

this torturous weather and loved the out doors.

The bees and wasps looked up to her as there Queen. She had extraordinary powers for instance the power to control nature and the power to make flowers blossom. She could finally help protect the world instead of just training to. She had spent months on training, even years! There were a few cons of being queen bee. she had many responsibilitys and would have to take care of each and everyone of the bees and wasps.