Come Home Coraline

It's 15 years into the future, and Coraline has since moved on from the Other World she once experienced. Her mind hiding the horrid battle she fought so long ago, Coraline spent the rest of her childhood peacefully living in the Pink Palace, making fond memories with her parents and friends.
After a long year of search, Coraline finally buys and moves into a supposed dream house. An exciting achievement in ones life, a nest to forever call your own, something to spin your own memories into. But with all good things, they end far to quickly.
Weird things begin to happen in the house she admired, and even a visit from an old friend brings back memories that her subconscious had tried so hard to hide away. Reality around Coraline begins to give way as she finally steps back from the life she lived and views it from another perspective.

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(Summary // The Start) *Rough Version*
The very thing was impossible. My eyes displayed a figment of imagination, maybe an early indication of sickness.
The doll that stared back at me should've been impossible. There was no way for her to be lying there, on the desk I worked at each day, cluttered by my own hands.
She was impossible.
It was almost like she was pulled from my memory, straight from that day, yet her hair had grown with mine, her style catered towards mine.
The only difference between her and I was that in place of my brown eyes, she had black buttons.
No.
Impossible.
Everything.
This is a dream. I can feel it.
I know it.
There is no way.
My breath comes in and out, harsh and scratching my throat. Of course, I could feel it.
But maybe that's what my mind believes.
Yes. A trick on my mind. A nightmare soon to end.
Something that'll evaporate from my mind the second I open my eyes.
And yet... as my fingers and nails puncture my skin, I can feel the pain as clearly as I could read the words on the note.

"Come Home Coraline"