Sometimes danger is like a bumble bee, something small that you barely notice trembling in front of you. Around you are metallic walls that protect you from the battering wind. Yet, the bumble bee, light and swift, slips into your haven. You can see its stinger angled toward you and you tremble. Are you its next victim? You wish you hadn't locked out the wind. The wind could have saved you and whisked the threat away. But now, all you can see is the hairy yellow and black form of your enemy. But there is something that I want you to imagine. You are back outside. Can you feel that wind tangling around your body? It's forcing you into directions you refuse to go. It's yanking you apart. Then you look up and see a sanctuary on a hill. Solid silver walls. Enough room for at least ten people, so you slink up the slope to the shelter. Maybe the bumble bee isn't the threat. Maybe it's just like you, a being in need of a haven. Thank you for reading! If you like my essay, please don't be afraid to give it a share. Comments are always welcome and I love hearing your thoughts. Question: What would you do about the bumble bee?
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AuthorI'm Darcy Ridge, creating stories that all revolve around family and identity in a myriad of ways. In the past, I have shared multiple stories and published a novella online. You can find me on Wattpad and many other social media websites. They/them [Image Description: black background with the words "Social Justice and Mental Health Resources" in white in the center /end ID]
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