I frantically dash through the garden, knowing she is trailing close behind me. I hear the Beldam in my head, in my thoughts, speaking in her raspy, inhuman tone, "You can't run from me my dearest Coraline! I will always be standing close by with a needle and thread in my hands, waiting for the right moment to…" I try to drown out the thoughts in my head, as I thrash through the garden, my bare feet raw with scratches and scrapes. She is gaining up on me quickly and I can't run much longer. A swarm of humming birds cloud my vision and snapdragons grasp onto my ankles and I am shoved into the dark stream under the bridge. The frigid water surrounds me and I feel like thousands of knives are jabbing into every inch of my body. I feel my muscles tense and my vision starts to swarm around me until I can't feel anything at all.

"Ah!" I yelp as I sat straight up in my bed, feeling every ounce of pain in my body until I realized it was just another nightmare. I'm dazed by the events of my dream until I break down crying. Tears of despondency cascade down my cheeks leaving me weak with no shield from my dreams or memories of the past. "When will it end?" I cry to myself.

With no possibility of getting back to sleep, I got up still trembling with fear and glance at the clock which read 3:49 am. My parents are away on business, so I'm all alone. I contemplate on calling Wybie, not wanting to wake him up, but I knew he's the only one who could understand. Not only does he know what happened to me but he's been my best friend for 6 years.

I dial Wybie's number into my phone, "Ring…Ring…"

"Wybie, you there?" I say in a shaky voice.

"Jonsey, what are you doing up right now? Are you alright?" Wybie says through a yawn and a weary tone.

Through a series of whimpers I say, "Um d-do you think you could come over r-right now. It's h-happening again."

"Alright Coraline, I'm on my way just hold on, ok?" He hangs up the phone and I slowly walk down the stairs to the front door.

By the time I'm at the door he's already knocking. As I open the door I stare down at the ground with tears streaming down my face. He pulls me into a tight embrace, and I feel comforted by his presence and his familiar smell.

We sit on the porch with a blanket wrapped around us and he holds me while I attempt to calm down.

I struggle to speak but I whimper, "I'm not s-scared of h-her coming for m-m-me, I'm scared that I w-will never g-grasp what happened to m-me."

Wybie asked me, "Jonesy, you remember when we met for the first time?"

In a shaky voice I say, "Y-yeah, at the well."

"Right," he says, "And you know what I was thinking when I rode off on my bike?"

"What?"

His embrace on me got tighter, "From just those few minutes of talking to you, I saw how headstrong you were, how you knew what you wanted, and after what happened, how brave you were. I may not have realized it then, but I honestly admire you. You are still that same 11 year old girl from 6 years ago."

I smiled from his words, he always knew how to comfort me and give me strength to go on. "Thank you Wybie."

He sat with me on the porch of The Pink Palace until I fell asleep on his shoulder. Whenever I was with Wybie I never had nightmares, it seemed as if I forgot everything that happened to me.

I hope you guys liked this Coraline Fanfiction. I think I know where I want this story to go. Constructive criticism is always welcome.

Love,

Emms