"You were wrong!" she told the cat. Coraline wondered if the other mother wasn't interested in trees, pulled out first the black door key, the stone with the hole in it. Expecting it to be a toffee like a blank sheet of paper she found a pair of black jeans It was so familiar "But how can you walk away from something and still come back to it?" Dust motes hung in a beam of sunlight. The other mother sat on the sofa. "You weren't in the mirror," "I have no plans to love you," said Coraline. She climbed out of the bed. "I love this bit," said the cat happily. The cat dropped the rat Her big black- button eyes like a blank sheet of paper Her long white fingers fluttered gently, something she did not remember seeing before. And then the mist began. left Coraline in darkness. "You aren't my mother," said Coraline. There were no proper clothes She kept walking. He looked less like her true father today. The cat did not answer, She pulled Coraline back into the hallway and popped the beetle into her mouth. "You were wrong!" she told the cat. Coraline wondered if the other mother wasn't interested in trees, pulled out first the black door key, the stone with the hole in it. Expecting it to be a toffee like a blank sheet of paper she found a pair of black jeans It was so familiar "But how can you walk away from something and still come back to it?" Dust motes hung in a beam of sunlight. The other mother sat on the sofa. "You weren't in the mirror," "I have no plans to love you," said Coraline. She climbed out of the bed. "I love this bit," said the cat happily. The cat dropped the rat Her big black- button eyes like a blank sheet of paper Her long white fingers fluttered gently, something she did not remember seeing before. And then the mist began. left Coraline in darkness. "You aren't my mother," said Coraline. There were no proper clothes She kept walking. He looked less like her true father today. The cat did not answer, She pulled Coraline back into the hallway and popped the beetle into her mouth.
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"You were wrong!" she told the cat.
Coraline wondered if the other mother wasn't
interested in trees,
pulled out first the black door key,
the stone with the hole in it.
Expecting it to be a toffee
like a blank sheet of paper
she
found a pair of black jeans
It was so familiar
"But how can you walk away from something
and still come back to it?"
Dust motes hung in a beam of sunlight.
The other mother sat on the sofa.
"You weren't in the mirror,"
"I have no plans to love you," said Coraline.
She climbed out of the bed.
"I love this bit," said the cat happily.
The cat dropped the rat
Her big black-button
eyes
like a blank sheet of paper
Her long white fingers fluttered gently,
something she
did not remember seeing before.
And then the mist began.
left Coraline in darkness.
"You aren't my mother," said Coraline.
There were no proper clothes
She kept walking.
He looked less like her true father today.
The cat did not answer,
She pulled Coraline back into the hallway
and popped the beetle into her
mouth.
