Piñata

Being a piñata isn't all that bad. My life as a piñata has consisted of having people feed me candy and sitting around doing nothing. It was actually fun to be a piñata, that is, until some stranger kidnapped me and took me to their house. The kidnapper took me inside and locked me away where I sat in total darkness. For the first time in days I had seen natural light. My kidnapper hung me by a rope and went for a bat, kids began to swarm around me. The stranger came back with the bat, handed it to a kid and said " happy birthday Timmy". I was so confused. The kids lined up and began to take turns swinging at me with the bat.