Journal Entry #2

1. The point of view for my novel is third person.

2. Yes, the point of view is effective because when Coraline is talking, she says stuff like "I knew I shouldn't have trusted you", but when she's walking or doing an action, the narrator explains it as "Coraline was walking towards the cat with no name".

3. The most memorable moment was when she found all the souls of the three children, and thought on her feet to throw the cat with no name at her “Other” Mother so she could escape.

The “Other” Mother’s POV


The moment Coraline stepped through the door I immediately stiffened. Of course I didn’t plan on letting her go free, but I had to make it believable. I knew she had found the three souls of the children, but I also knew she wouldn’t find her parents. She was holding onto that cat I hate with such an intensity which made me realize she wasn’t letting go of it anytime soon. She sauntered into the room and told me she knew where her parents were. For a second, my heart actually stopped beating but then I laughed to myself on the inside because I knew it wasn’t true. She said they were in the passageway between the two flats because she had searched high and low and they weren’t in the house. I tried to resist, but I could feel a smile creeping onto my face. I’m sure she noticed it, but she seemed unfazed. I wanted to prove to her that her parents were not where she thought they were and that she would be staying with me forever, so I went to the old door and opened it with the rusty, black key. I then turned around with a triumphant grin, but something happened that I wasn’t expecting. She suddenly threw the cat at me! I was shocked out of my mind, and the cat started to scratch my face repeatedly. I could feel the blood oozing out of the cuts, but my attention was on Coraline who had been tiptoeing to the mantel place. She reached up out of nowhere and grabbed something off of it. I was wondering what she had taken, but my attention faced the task at hand, which was getting this cat off me before I was just a pile of skin, blood, and bones. I saw her run to the door and call the cat. The next moment I felt relief, and I knew the cat had jumped off and ran to her. They both sprinted through the doorway and Coraline proceeded in trying to close the door, but I could see her struggling. I let out a low, dark laugh and the sound of my own voice surprised me. I focused on capturing Coraline again and practically flew to the old door. I knew she was no match for me, but then I saw how much she had moved the door. I tried grabbing her with my long fingernails and hands but she succeeded in closing the door more, and suddenly, the door was closed. I heard a thud on the other side of the door, and then I felt a sharp pain coming from the end of my arm. I looked down and noticed that my hand was missing, my arm was just a stump, and now there was even more blood trickling out in clumps. I realized then that I had lost and Coraline was gone forever...