Elina: I sang the song one time and then it broke from my heart. My heart is terribly broked. My heart is broken. My heart will broke every color of my heart. Every part of my heart is going to be broken.
Mommy: It sounds like you need a hug
Elina: That won’t work either. My story is tared. And my family is sad.
Mommy: Your story is torn?
Elina: Yeah, that’s why your sad about my story…
Elina: Your computer is charging.
Mommy: Yes. Yes it is.