Ok! I'll write it write (bad puns XD) here then. XD Nata watched the young children play and laugh as they smeared cake and ice cream all over their faces. To see them so happy gave her a warm feeling in her... candy? Although she couldn't move, blink, or breathe, she could still feel the sweets resting inside her, for who knows what purpose. It wasn't until the tallest person, who was apparently some form of leader, handed a stick to the child in the center of the circle his friends had made that she realized her short life was about to be cut even shorter. And yet Nata wasn't afraid. She understood her purpose was to bring joy to the party however she could, whether by her mere presence or by her destruction. It would appear that the kids were bent on the second course. But why would wrecking something make them so happy? Nata was sure it had something to do with the candy inside her. As the child approached her, stick in a raised hand, ready to come crashing down upon her fragile frame, Nata would have closed her eyes but for the fact that she had no eyelids. Instead, she simply braced herself as best she could. She barely felt the break, for which she was grateful. However, she certainly felt the candy leaving her hollow body as the weight was alleviated. The candy fell to the ground, and Nata finally understood her purpose. Watching the kids scramble around the floor, frantically groping for a piece of the sweetness, she knew why. Her purpose was merely to decorate and hold candy, then to release the candy for all the eager children. Nata was fine with that, except she wished she could have a piece of candy herself.
Yee. I had 17 sentences and I don't think anything here is inappropriate. :)
