Ta-ta-ta.
The stage lights come on. Arriving with the footsteps was a beautiful girl who looked like an angel, with long wavy golden hair, sky blue eyes, a sweet face and fair skin.
Her sweet face evoked a bright smile: "I am Greda, I am 16 years old this year, and today is my 17th birthday."
Greda's tone became even more excited: "I'm about to become an adult."
"But before that," Greda's voice was still sweet and she said in a childish tone, "I have to kill 108 'Greda's before I can become an adult."
Intention: