This looks like a nice place to rest, Bee said to himself settling onto the soft, fuzzy cushion. Ahh! Bee closed his eyes and quickly fell asleep. He jerked awake suddenly when he felt a tingle in his wings. He didn't move, instead he remained still giving himself a chance to look around. He didn't see anything that looked like danger, so he moved.
“Momma! Momma! He's moving. He's alive!” The little voice sounded very close.
“Don't touch him Honey!”
Bee froze again in fear. He didn't dare move or look around. His peaceful spot of serenity had changed completely. Not so long ago he thought he had found paradise. But now it looked like his end was near.
“What do we do Momma?” The little voice was closer now but Bee couldn't see what it came from.
The woman moved too fast for Bee to react. He was soon covered by a clear object. Immediately his instincts kicked in and he flew around his enclosure furiously trying to find a way to escape.
“See, then slip a piece of paper underneath. Gentle.” Bee could now see the little girl. She didn't seem threatening but a bug could never be sure.
Bee watched as the woman lifted his enclosure and walked away from his comfy resting spot. The little girl opened the door and they two walked out. They walked a little ways then stopped by a tall tree.
“This looks like a good spot Momma.” The little said with a smile.
Maybe I can fly out before they crush me. Bee thought preparing himself to dash the moment he saw a crack in the enclosure.
The woman set the cup down and slid the paper from under it. “Ok, Honey, now step back.”
The little moved back a few paces and the woman tipped the cup over before quickly stepping back herself.
Bee couldn't believe his luck. He shot out of the cup and up into the air. I'm free! I'm free! He shouted soaring into the air. I'm fr...
“Oh, Momma! He hit that tree.” The little girl said.
“It's ok Honey. He'll be alright.” The woman said taking the little girl's hand.
“Silly Bee.” The girl said.
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