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Wow this story had gotten a little out of hand…oh well... I'm working on two fanficitons! Argh!

Woody sat on the windowsill and looked up at the stars. They seemed so peaceful, even when the world was at its worse. He envied them. He heard scuffling coming from the windowsill, and soon a girl with blue hair, blue shirt and jeans, was sitting next to him. Woody ignored her. She was stupid. So stupid, she thought her friend was gonna come looking forever?

Coraline stared at the depressed cowboy with sadness. His brown hat cast a death black shadow over his face hiding any expression from getting through. Buzz had told her earlier that he was always so happy, so positive, he had no idea what had happened to him.

"What's the matter cowboy?" asked Coraline. Woody continued to look up at the stars. He said nothing. Coraline sighed. She looked up at the star smothered sky, and wondered what the starts must think of the world. They where so peaceful so quiet. Coraline sighed. "Woody I-""Why are you even talking to me?" snarled Woody. "You don't even know me!" Coraline glared at him. "I'm only trying to help ok?" Woody sniffed. "Yeah well don't." They sat there in silence. The two beings sat there for an hour just looking up at the moon in all it's glory.

The next day, Coraline was asleep amongst all the toys until she heard a door slam. "Hey sleepyhead, get up!" Coralline felt warm hard hands shaking her awake. She looked up and in to the friendly face of Jessie. Dazed Coraline stretched, punching Mr. Potato head on the nose. "Sorry!" they all scrambled out of the toy box and stretched in the warm sunlight. Some looked up at the windowsill where Woody still sat, slumped. He was obviously asleep. "Best leave him alone until he feels a little better." Said Buzz. All the toys split up, going off to mind their own business, and Coraline was stuck. What did toys do in their spare time?

"Hey Coraline! Wanna come help us practise?" called Jessie. "Practice what?"

"Spanish dancing!" cried Jessie. Coraline secretly kicked herself. She hated dancing…

Woody looked down at everyone, everyone seemed fine, everything was fine. He spotted Jessie and Buzz in the corner Spanish dancing, with Coraline watching awkwardly from the corner, shifting uncomfortably. He couldn't help laugh when Jessie took her by the hand and made her join in.

A few hours later, Coraline was sitting on the windowsill, almost asleep in the warm summer sun, (Woody had taken to skulk under the bed) when she saw a car drive past. At first she thought, oohh look, another car (!) But when she looked closer, she saw a boy's head poking out of the window, a boy with a raincoat on in the middle of summer, and with curly hair and strange olive eyes, wybie!

"WYBIE!" Screamed Coraline, the whole room stood there in utter shock as Coraline made a grab for the drainpipe next to the window. "CORALINE!" Screamed Jessie. She bolted up to the window, but she was too late. Coraline was already sliding down half the windowsill. "WYBIE! I'M HERE, WYBIE!" yelled Coraline. Her voice was full of horror as he drove right past. Coraline felt every muscle in her body weaken, and she found herself slipping. She felt embarrassed and stupid. He hadn't heard her, maybe Woody was right, and maybe he wasn't going to come…

Wybie sighed and sat back, Gerald's mum had driven them all around the block, his mum had forgotten where Bonnie' place was as she was no longer friends with her mother. Wybie had his head stuck out the window looking for any sign of Coraline, but he found none. He sighed and sat back in his seat. Was he ever going to find Coraline? He sighed, a few minutes ago he could have sworn he had heard Coraline yelling for him…

Coraline watched in utter defeat as the car drove off humbly down the road soon disappearing in to the fog that had now surrounded itself around the neighbourhood. "Coraline!" gasped Jessie. "Coraline grab my hand!" reluctantly Coraline did, and Jessie and buzz hauled her up. "Are you ok? What are you crazy? You could have gotten you're self killed!" cried Jessie. Coraline just sat there numbly. Her only and only chance and she had ruined it.

OH no poor Coraline, sorry I haven't updated in a while, I have caught the bad case of writers Block! But keep reviewing! You could give me ideas!