| The Other World |

"You're sick," said Coraline. "Sick and evil and weird."
"Is that any way to talk to your mother?" her other mother asked, with her mouth full of blackbeetles.
"You aren't my mother," said Coraline.
Her other mother ignored this. "Now, I think you are a little overexcited, Coraline. Perhaps this afternoon we could do a little embroidery together, or some watercolour painting. Then dinner, and then, if you have been good, you may play with the rats a little before bed. And I shall read you a story and tuck you in, and kiss you goodnight." Her long white fingers fluttered gently, like a tired butterfly, and Coraline shivered.
"No," said Coraline.

*This is an extract from the book by Neil Gaiman*
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What if Coraline was a teenager when she found the door? After moving into Pink Palace apartments with her mum and dad she discovers a little door that leads to - supposedly - nowhere. She explores the grounds, meets her neighbours and an odd boy with an odd name. School is basic and boring. All Coraline wants to know is what is behind that door?

The rights to Coraline belong to the author Neil Gaiman. This is my 'twisted tale' interpretation of it.