The name's Coraline, daughter of I don't know who. I reside in an orphanage and have been living their practically my entire life. Which sucks. The Mistress and Mister are always around, planting scars on one person or another. And now it's my sixteenth birthday in the sixth month on the sixth day in two thousand-sixteen. Crazy, right? Six, six, six the devil's number. Whatever could that mean?All Rights Reserved