It was a hot, wet summer day a few years ago. At a local gas station, I noticed two elderly ladies 1 a way from their car. There was a look of shock and 2 on their faces. I looked and saw what they saw. Five wasps(大黄蜂) had started to 3 a nest around the gas cap. My eyes 4 in surprise. I shared the ladies' fear. The nest seemed to be forming.
Wasps had never been 5 of mine. Several times wasps 6 me while I was cutting my grass, bringing me a lot of pain 7 I was afraid to cut the grass for a longtime.
The most 8 time, however, was when I was a young boy. A friend of mine and I were running and playing in my backyard. I had 9 stepped on one of their hidden nests because before we knew it, we were being run after and 10 over and over by the wasps. We ran to my mom with tears in our eyes. My mom immediately let us have a cold bath and put us in the 11 water before giving us medicine to fight all the 12 in our little bodies from the stings（刺毛).
Recalling the past stings, I knew I couldn't let fear prevent me 13 others now. I reached into my back pocket for a paper towel and tore out the nest while the 14 wasps flew around me. The ladies finally thanked me and I said "You're welcome!" with a smile and a (n) 15heart.
