Personal Narrative: When The Hive Of Bees

Whoever it was who first thought that being nervous felt like having butterflies in your stomach was dead wrong- if anything, being nervous feels like you’ve swallowed an entire hive of bees, and all the way through elementary and middle school nothing got those bees going like public speaking. Anytime I had to present in class, I’d spend the night before running through every possible catastrophe that could occur; what if my nose starts bleeding, or I forget what I have to say, or which class I’m in? No scenario was too improbable, ranging from the mundane (speaking too quietly) to the stuff of nightmares (melting into a puddle). My only hope was that my teacher would be out sick, but inevitably I’d end up standing in front of a blurry blob