Once mother got very angry and said she was sick of me. She locked me away inside my room, which happened alot. I stayed in my room for 5 hours with nothing but my dolls. I took my Woody doll, tied a noose and hung him from the door handle. I smiled as he died. Ella laughed too, it was entertaining. Soon we got hungry and asked mother if we could come out. She yelled and said no. I wanted to play video games and eat, so I came up with a plan. We unlocked the window and jumped out and hid in the bushes outside my window. Suddenly before I knew it I was covered with bees. They attacked my face and swarmed my hands but I don't remember being stung to badly. I escaped the bushes and lost the swarming bees, I cried after the bees were gone, if I had cried or screamed before then then the bees would have killed me. I ran to the back door and knocked. My sister answered and let me in, mother was in bed taking a nap and father was at work. We ate cookies and played video games until mother awoke 2 hours later and found me out of my room.. She asked how I got out and became furious when I didn't tell. After much yelling and grabbing she got it out of me and made sure my lock on the window was secured so I couldn't break it again. I still hear the sound of bees buzzing in my head sometimes and it scares me. I had to recover from the bee stings on my own as I got locked back into my room for the rest of the day and night. No food, no nothing...