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13etty
Seattle, Washington USA
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Yes, that puny little mark that you see is a scar on my left forearm from a bee sting back in my sophmore year of high school. I was wearing a bright red shirt that had 3/4 sleeves and was walking to Spanish class with my friend, Leona. Since I'm deaf in my left ear and I was preoccupied talking to Leona, I didn't notice the buzzing of a bee that's flying around the end of my sleeve until I feel a tugging on my shirt sleeve. I look at my arm and it's an ugly gigantic bee--one of those fat and fuzzy looking ones--and I began freaking out and swinging my arms to wiggle the bee off and then just like that it disappeared and I don't hear anymore buzzing. While in class, my arm began to swell up really big even though I didn't feel any pain...then I remember acting really dramatic so I could have an excuse to go home early...hahaha
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