Life as a piñata

Today went very well! Someone wanted me and took me home with them. It felt very good to be coveted and they said tomorrow's gonna be a big day for Timmy's fifth birthday but who cares what that means because today was my big day. My new family was extremely nice and took very good care of me. They made sure I had so much food that I felt stuffed. I wake up the next afternoon to be hanging on a branch by a string. Everything was calm at first because it was blurry but as I got my vision I was terrified. There was screaming childern everywhere and i had no where to go because I was held captive. The scariest part was Timmy staring at me, so intensely, with a bat in his hands. Was this how my life was ended, in the hands of my own family? More childern soon started to surround me and I knew I was done. That's when the bat hit me and I can say it hurt like crazy. Timmy hits a lot harder then I thought because on his second hit I was open and candy was spewing out of me. He looked so happy and after a couple seconds I realized I had sacrificed myself for him. His happiness made me happy and it was worth it.