The Wasps

I had see them yesterday, in their tiny nest that would surely grow bigger this summer. Wasps. Seeing them again, they were bigger and for some reason they kept coming near me like I was a magnet. Not only were they coming over to me and hovering around me, but they were bigger. Wasps weren't supposed to be nearly the length of my finger and as big as a tube of lipstick. they weren't stinging me, yet. I knew they would if I kept moving around trying to get away from them, but they followed me, two or three at a time. finally falling over ready to give up, I felt one along the bottom of my foot and wished I had worn shoes. I shook my foot out preparing myself for the sting that had to be ten times more painful because of the wasp's size. It continued to hover and as sure as i was that it was going to sting me...I woke up.