Mopy

I was always afraid of bees in my dreams, I could handle anything attacking me which was bigger than a dog. an oncomming swam of bees would give me a heart attack.

I dreamt i was home, i was in the back porch which had a magnificent view of green lush froest leading down to the sea. I looked down and saw a dark cloud approaching, instintively I knew what dream I was in. the ones with bees. I began to prepare the house for the uncoming unslot of the bees attack. I closed all the doors and windows. when I came to the front door I closed it. I truned around to go back to the back porch and I got this feeling that something was wrong, when i looked at the front door again it was broken down and old, I could of died right there. I tried to fix it but nothing i do seam to work. by that time the the first arrived at the house. I knew I could kill some of them but I could not kill all.

so I decided to fly to the beach, which was about 10miles away. I flew straight up into the air trying to get over the swam. I was already geting stung, but I knew I had to bear the pain of a few stings than being sting by the whole swam. I finaly reached the beach and submerged myself in the water. I was watching bees flying and hovering over the water. I was feeling safe. I was not the only person taking refuge in the water.

suddenly I heard people start to scream out in pain, I got out of the water only to see man size beez walking through the water and kill everone in the water. will that was too much for me to handdle. Time to end this dream so I did It the old fashion way, shouting my name and saying wakeup wake up.

this was a reccuring nightmare and was the first time i lasted so lone in it. normally I would panic and wake myself up when I realize its one of those bees dream or when i see the size of the swam