It was a warm, summer day and the bees were buzzing around the flowers. The flowers were nodding in the breeze, as if they were swaying to a song that only they could hear. The sun was shining and the sky was a deep blue. The leaves on the trees rustled softly in the breeze.
In the center of the garden, there was a plump, yellow bee. It was buzzing lazily from flower to flower, collecting pollen. It was so busy that it didn’t notice the spider that was creeping up behind it. The spider was getting closer and closer, until it was right behind the bee. It lunged forward and grabbed the bee with its long, thin legs. The bee struggled, but it was no use. The spider wrapped the bee in a silken cocoon and began to suck the juices out of it.
The bee was horrified. It had never been so close to death before. It struggled and fought, but the spider was too strong. The bee could feel its life force being sucked out of it, until it was nothing more than a empty husk. The spider left the bee’s lifeless body in the sun and went in search of its next victim.