but shewasstarving.Coraline'smouthwatered.Perhapsthere are nosouls hiddenin here,The toysflutteredexcitedly asshe came in,"Flee, miss,"wailed agirl's voicein her head."Thenyou letme go.looking forsomethingthat glowedor glinted, atelltale signThe theatrewas derelictandabandoned.She preferredthe othermother tohave alocation:"Indeed, lady,itcomes to methat I certainlywas a boy,"Play fair,"shoutedCoraline, intothe wind.Sheglanced atthe mirrorshe remembereda voice in thedarkness, a gentlewhispering voice,"How bigare soulsanyway?""Now, Ithink you'rebeing silly,dear,""Whereshould Istartlooking?"She hadneverbeen soscared,The othermothersmiled atthis,triumphantly,Through thestone, theworld wasgrey andcolourless,She lookedin thecupboardsand thedrawers.The othermothercarriedCoralineShe washungrierthan shehad thought."Cheeseomelette.Yourfavourite."Coralinescratchedthe sleep-gritfrom hereyes.Coraline closedone handaround thestonewith the hole initWithoutwarning, one ofthe creature'shandsmade a grab forCoraline's arm.The creature inthe sac seemedhorriblyunformed andunfinished,faces: theyresembled, shedecided, theyounger versionsofMiss Spink andMiss Forcible,"Thief!Give itback! Stop!Thief!"but shewasstarving.Coraline'smouthwatered.Perhapsthere are nosouls hiddenin here,The toysflutteredexcitedly asshe came in,"Flee, miss,"wailed agirl's voicein her head."Thenyou letme go.looking forsomethingthat glowedor glinted, atelltale signThe theatrewas derelictandabandoned.She preferredthe othermother tohave alocation:"Indeed, lady,itcomes to methat I certainlywas a boy,"Play fair,"shoutedCoraline, intothe wind.Sheglanced atthe mirrorshe remembereda voice in thedarkness, a gentlewhispering voice,"How bigare soulsanyway?""Now, Ithink you'rebeing silly,dear,""Whereshould Istartlooking?"She hadneverbeen soscared,The othermothersmiled atthis,triumphantly,Through thestone, theworld wasgrey andcolourless,She lookedin thecupboardsand thedrawers.The othermothercarriedCoralineShe washungrierthan shehad thought."Cheeseomelette.Yourfavourite."Coralinescratchedthe sleep-gritfrom hereyes.Coraline closedone handaround thestonewith the hole initWithoutwarning, one ofthe creature'shandsmade a grab forCoraline's arm.The creature inthe sac seemedhorriblyunformed andunfinished,faces: theyresembled, shedecided, theyounger versionsofMiss Spink andMiss Forcible,"Thief!Give itback! Stop!Thief!"

Coraline- Chapter 8 - Call List

(Print) Use this randomly generated list as your call list when playing the game. There is no need to say the BINGO column name. Place some kind of mark (like an X, a checkmark, a dot, tally mark, etc) on each cell as you announce it, to keep track. You can also cut out each item, place them in a bag and pull words from the bag.


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  1. but she was starving.
  2. Coraline's mouth watered.
  3. Perhaps there are no souls hidden in here,
  4. The toys fluttered excitedly as she came in,
  5. "Flee, miss," wailed a girl's voice in her head.
  6. "Then you let me go.
  7. looking for something that glowed or glinted, a telltale sign
  8. The theatre was derelict and abandoned.
  9. She preferred the other mother to have a location:
  10. "Indeed, lady, it comes to me that I certainly was a boy,
  11. "Play fair," shouted Coraline, into the wind.
  12. She glanced at the mirror
  13. she remembered a voice in the darkness, a gentle whispering voice,
  14. "How big are souls anyway?"
  15. "Now, I think you're being silly, dear,"
  16. "Where should I start looking?"
  17. She had never been so scared,
  18. The other mother smiled at this, triumphantly,
  19. Through the stone, the world was grey and colourless,
  20. She looked in the cupboards and the drawers.
  21. The other mother carried Coraline
  22. She was hungrier than she had thought.
  23. "Cheese omelette. Your favourite."
  24. Coraline scratched the sleep-grit from her eyes.
  25. Coraline closed one hand around the stone with the hole in it
  26. Without warning, one of the creature's hands made a grab for Coraline's arm.
  27. The creature in the sac seemed horribly unformed and unfinished,
  28. faces: they resembled, she decided, the younger versions of Miss Spink and Miss Forcible,
  29. "Thief! Give it back! Stop! Thief!"