It was a sunny day and I was going on a walk with Michael.
We weren't very far from the house when the singer heard a buzzing noise.
"What's that noise"?
He asked me.
"I don't know. Let's go find out".
I suggested, and together, we walked in the direction of the sound.
Then, we found it.
It was a bee hive, and it was in a tree dangling above the ground.
"Be careful, Applehead. Don't make the bees mad or they might sting you".
I warned him, and Michael took a few steps away from it.
"I want to get the honey. Can you get some for me, baby"?
Michael questioned.
"We can get some honey from the grocery store, Michael. Now, we better leave the bees alone before they get mad".
I told him.
Poor Michael was disappointed.
He was really looking forward to having some nice, fresh honey.
Later on, while I was on the phone talking to a friend, Michael decided to do something that he shouldn't do.
He snuck back out to go and retrieve the bee hive.
It was almost lunchtime when I heard a familar screaming noise.
Then, all at once, Bill and Javon came running into the house.
"Michael's being attacked by a swarm of bees"!
"We have to save him"!
In an instant, I was on full panic-mode while running towards the woods to look for Michael.
When we finally got to him, he was screaming and flailing his arms around as the bees swarmed over him.
"AHHHHHHHHHHH! GET THEM OFF OF ME! HELLLLLLLLPPPP"!
Bill ran to go help Michael get away from the bee hive while Javon killed the bees with strong insecticide spray.
I was panicking even more about everything.
Michael's face was covered in bee stings and there was some on his legs arms.
He looked pale as a ghost.
"Mr. Jackson? Are you feeling okay"?
Bill asked, waving his hand in front of Michael face.
But all the poor singer could do was mumble a few words.
"I-I...c-can't...
My eyes widened in shock as he slowly fell to the ground and passed out.
"Call 911! Hurry"!
Minutes later, an ambulance arrived and a couple of paramedics came out with a stretcher, and they laid Michael onto it.
"We need to get him into the emergency room! Quickly"!
I climbed inside with Michael's bodyguards and then, the ambulance took off in a hurry to get to a nearby hospital.
But when we were about halfway there, a bunch of cars had stopped for a traffic light.
The paramedic driver honked on his horn several times, and nothing happened.
I stuck my head out the window to get their attention.
