Once in a grand ole home, in the midst of wood and water and snow, lies a secret that nobody from the outside will e'er know. Except for Coraline. Before She learn'd the secret, even she knew not of it. No she knew not the secret. But the wise ole cat did. He'd seen three times, the children walk right n'to the secret world. The secret world behind the little door. They were lured into the trap. The trap set by the dreadful other mother. They all died. Searched for and then forgotten, forever to be lost. But along came Coraline. She Went in, and she came out. She had fear in the moment, but later, she felt very proud of herself. Very Proud indeed. Proud for freeing the three lost the ole Cat? Well, he was surprised. He had begged and begged her not to enter the door. But she didn't listen. She almost got lost too, if twasnt for the beldams betrayers. They help'd her escape. And she came back. As the little lost boy said "it's not all bad miss, Thou ar't alive, thou ar't still living".