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Be careful What you whish for.

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" Why don't we play a game? "










" You know I love you. "

 



Huh?


Something's wrong.

Shouldn't the old well be here?








So explore it.


Go out count all the doors and

windows and write down on...


List everything

that's blue.





Black is traditional.

  

But if you'd prefer pink or

vermillion or chartreuse...

Though you might

make me jealous.



" For you, our little doll. "





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“And soon he got home,wearing his glasses.

He said that he wasn’t scared when he was standing there and

the wasps were stinging him and hurting him and he was watching me run away.

Because he knew he had to give me enough time to run,

or the wasps would have come after both of us.” 


Coraline turned the key in the door. It turned with a loud clunk.





The door swung open.






There was no brick wall on the other side of the door: only darkness. A cold wind blew through

the passageway.

Coraline made no move to walk through the door.

“And he said that wasn’t brave of him, doing that, just standing there and being stung,” said

Coraline to the cat. “It wasn’t brave because he wasn’t scared: it was the only thing he could do.

But going back again to get his glasses, when he knew the wasps were there, when he was really

scared. That was brave.”









Go on. Open it. They'll be there, all right.







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"Oh, man. What am I gonna tell her?"


  

"Just bring her by the house tomorrow.

We can tell her together."


  

"We... We can?"





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Welcome, Miss Lovat !


I'm Coraline Jones.

I've got so much to tell you.


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Coraline imagined that she was back again in her dream, with the two girls and the boy under the

oak tree in the meadow, and she smiled.


As the first stars came out Coraline finally allowed herself to drift into sleep, while the gentle

upstairs music of the mouse circus spilled out onto the warm evening air, telling the world that

the summer was almost done.