Now Coraline Jones, the real one, is still very amazing. But what if it was the other Coraline that was that we all know and love. I wonder, what would be different, অথবা what would stay the same? If it was different would আপনি think it would be আরো scary? অথবা much better? আপনি would know how the other mother ate all her childeren. I think that would be cool to see, not in a mean way. Anyways, what if the other mother didn't eat the childeren. Maybe it would be fun to have that other life that Coraline could of have.
So, I hope আপনি liked my little article, and i hope it got yoyu thinking!
Coraline Jones. :)
So, I hope আপনি liked my little article, and i hope it got yoyu thinking!
Coraline Jones. :)
হৃদয় racing, Coraline took another step forwards. She had to act calm despite the torrent of horror washing down on her. The button eyed army advanced on her and she screamed...
Panting, Coraline woke up.
'Just a stupid dream!' She complained silently. It was midnight, trees freaked and moaned in the wind and Coraline was sure she heard them whispering. 'Just my imagination run wild, again." she reminded herself.
Slowly, careful not to make any noise as she tip-toed across her bedroom, Coraline slipped from her নিরাপদ point and closer to the tunnel to the other world.
'Coraline... Come back...'
That was it. Something was definitely whispering. Not the trees, but the door. Ghost chants echoed eerily into the bedroom as Coraline pressed her head to the door. Something cracked. She gazed down in horror. Before her lay a doll. That doll.
Panting, Coraline woke up.
'Just a stupid dream!' She complained silently. It was midnight, trees freaked and moaned in the wind and Coraline was sure she heard them whispering. 'Just my imagination run wild, again." she reminded herself.
Slowly, careful not to make any noise as she tip-toed across her bedroom, Coraline slipped from her নিরাপদ point and closer to the tunnel to the other world.
'Coraline... Come back...'
That was it. Something was definitely whispering. Not the trees, but the door. Ghost chants echoed eerily into the bedroom as Coraline pressed her head to the door. Something cracked. She gazed down in horror. Before her lay a doll. That doll.