The story of a poor piñata.

 Oh my gosh someone help me! No John there taking me save yourself. No Josh don’t go! Il be strong, I wont let them hurt me. Have a nice day said the clerk. Oh my gosh were is this monster taking me. The monster then says ill be there in a minute don’t start the party without me. Oh no is party code for some type of ritual! I’m going to die, oh crap I’m really going to die. (5 minutes later) Were am I. what the they hang me from the celling! How did I get here, did I pass out. Ah more monsters are coming, this is the end. Goodbye world, goodbye mother and father, goodbye John. I guess I will see you in the next life. As the monsters approach him the bigger monster says.” Ok children only 2 hits and for the birthday boy, 3 hits. Oh god here it comes, as the first monster swings it does little damage and then the second hit does no damage either. The next monster is much bigger and swings with all its might and rips off his leg. Ahhhh my leg help someone it hurts so badly! As the monsters scurry to eat his innards the next monster is already starting to hit him. No pleas Don’t do it I haven’t even lived yet!! Noooooo! As the main monster swings as hard as he could, it broke off the last three legs in one blow then it swung again and split its head in half then hits it again in the torso and totally obliterates the piñata. And that’s the story of the poor piñata who never lived.