I was born.
I loved Mommy.
Mommy didn't upendo me.
She let mean people take me away.
Bad Mommy.
I hate the mean people.
They tried to take my horns.
They tried to take my tail.
It hurt.
They made me mad.
I grabbed a sharp thingie.
Mean people fell asleep.
Red paint spilt all over.
I went back home.
I saw Mommy.
I was happy.
I hugged her.
Mommy screamed and pushed me.
Bad Mommy.
She waved an umbrella at me.
Mommy was being a bully.
Mommy needed to fall asleep too.
I found another sharp thingie.
I threw it.
Sharp thingie landed in Mommy's eye.
Mommy fell asleep.
Good bye Mommy.
I loved Mommy.
Mommy didn't upendo me.
She let mean people take me away.
Bad Mommy.
I hate the mean people.
They tried to take my horns.
They tried to take my tail.
It hurt.
They made me mad.
I grabbed a sharp thingie.
Mean people fell asleep.
Red paint spilt all over.
I went back home.
I saw Mommy.
I was happy.
I hugged her.
Mommy screamed and pushed me.
Bad Mommy.
She waved an umbrella at me.
Mommy was being a bully.
Mommy needed to fall asleep too.
I found another sharp thingie.
I threw it.
Sharp thingie landed in Mommy's eye.
Mommy fell asleep.
Good bye Mommy.