Pinata

I have been sitting in this dark room for weeks. people come and go but no one ever acknowledges me. Lately I hear them talking about something and pointing to me. Then one day they come for me. They take me outside and hang me by a tree. One by one the children come, slowly, the yard fills with them, laughing and talking. The one in the center receives gifts from the others. After a while someone leaves, then they return with a bat in their hand. He hands the bat to the first child as he slowly walks towards me. Suddenly, I realize what is about to happen but i am unable to move. All i can do is hang in anguish and wait for him to strike his first blow.