Tutor marked assignment B

1(a)From my room I could hear suitcases rattling against the concrete floor, laughter at full voice, so loud it could wake the dead. I hear my name being shouted, Hugo! Come say hello to our new neirbours. Like a child receiving a new toy on Christmas day I enthusiastically reply Im Coming. At that moment it dawns on me what I have agreed too. I look into my window, which is wide open. I suddenly feel a cold presence. The curtains move and the light flicker. From that moment I knew I made a mistake I know I have made a mistake.

1(b)My auntie Lucy sleeps in my living room. Shes been here for a year now, but I dont see her during the day, even though she likes to stay in the flat. After speaking with her shes a women you wouldnt want to cross. During the night she likes to walk around making sure I am in bed, ready for the day ahead, I guess. Sometimes I peek out of my door to see what she is doing. It seems to be the same thing over and over. She looks around, than sits at the table drinking from a 50cl bottle of whiskey, which she gets through in the night. I have no idea how she does this, shes only small. After this she puts her hands on the table, and her head in her hands and gos to sleep. Once I have attempted to test the waters, and go get a glass of water when she was sleeping. As I walked past the living room into the kitchen I picked up a plastic glass from the rank, slowly run the cold tap, once the glass was full turned the tap off and drank from glass. As I turned towards my room, there she was. Aunt Lucy giving me the eyes of death. Im Sorry I said and ran into my room, shut my light and went straight to bed.

The following morning from my room I could hear suitcases rattling against the concrete floor, laughter at full voice, so loud it could wake the dead. I hear my name being shouted, Hugo! Come say hello to our new neirbours. Like a child receiving a new toy on Christmas day I enthusiastically reply Im Coming. At that moment it dawns on me what I have agreed too. I look into my window, which is wide open. I suddenly feel a cold presence. The curtains move and the light flicker. From that moment I knew I made a mistake I know I have made a mistake.

2. Hill House is an old country hotel, owned and run by a Mrs Wood.

2(A) As I got into the town, I had noticed Hill House had been clearly signposted, which is a great advertisement for the hotel and clearly indicates the great reputation the hotel has.

As I approached the gate of the hotel I was taken back by the excellent surroundings, trees each side of me, neatly cut grass, being springtime the surroundings looked very nice. Straight ahead I could see the hotel, which from the outside looked wonderfully well maintained. As I approached the gate a gentleman greeted me and asked for my details, once this was checked he informed me that each room gets a free spot to park their car. He was very helpful and offered to take my bags in. I walked into the hotel and was impressed with the layout, the bright lights made the marble floor sparkle, furniture looked so clean that I would have been happy to sleep on the couch. Clearly sign-posted were reception, restaurant, rooms, restrooms. As I approached reception I was greeted with a smile Hello Sir, My name is Mrs Woods, How may I help? I was surprised to see the owner at front desk and so approachable and friendly was fascinated with her service. I guess you can call it a dominos affect as all the staff I got in contact with was friendly and helpful.

Was shown my room by a member of staff, who offered to show me around, which I declined and thanked them for their help. I looked around the room, which was clean. Bed was a double and smelled fresh. The view outside of the hotel was beautiful hill views.

Overall I was very impressed with the quality of the hotel, this would be an excellent stay for anybody looking for a break away. 2(B)I have arrived at Hill House, which now is referred to as Hotel of Horror.

It is 9pm as I approach the hotel, but from the outside I feel a negative vibe, broken chimney with crows roaming on top of the hotel, as I approach the hotel it feels as if they are staring at me.

I feel the sweat dripping form my eyebrow. My stomach turning as I bang the handle Bang, Bang. Immediately I hear Who is it? I give my details. A few minutes an old lady opens the door to let me in. we walk through a narrow entrance. I notice it is dark in the hotel no lights are turned on. As I look up I can see webs, which to me indicate spiders web, but it is dark so cannot be one hundred per-cent. The old lady takes me to what I presume would be the entrance, I say are you Mrs Woods the owner. She looks at me in a disgusted way as if Ive asked the worst question and replies No. Mrs Woods is dead. She dead two weeks ago. I am here sister. After a few seconds I reply as a joke Ha-ha I hope shes buried. She gives me that look again and after a few seconds stares across to the mantel place where there is jar and on the wall is a picture of whom I presume is Mrs Wood the owner. My stomach is doing summer sorts. Can I go my room please.

As she takes me into my room, the lamp is already on, I hit the switch to turn the main lights on but nothing comes on. After my introduction with that old lady I think I stick to just the lap.

I look around the room. This is anything but cosy, the room looks dark, dark wallpaper and bedding well at least the carpet is red.

I was lying in bed and had the sudden erg to look at the view outside of my room. I open the curtain eager to look. Where I see a crow staring directly at me. I fall back in shock. My heart beating faster, my breathing becomes faster, in shock.

I lie back in bed think to myself I know why they call this place Hotel of Horror. I Hope I come through this night.