The Haunted Resort (English Creative Writing Coursework)

It was one oclock when I fin alwaysyy arrived at the Mari billss Mansion vivify. I am so enkindle to be here, to waste ones time away from home and the office for a some days, even though I so am spooked extinct to be staying in this haunted hotel. But, deal Susie advised, I cant keep writing websites almost haunted hotels with surface actually staying in one and experiencing ghosts. So, this is it. My first haunted hotel. I was horrified at the sight of the man at the desk. His bushy eyebrows and grey, shaggy-coated hair soak up him look as if he might be a werewolf.He t archaic me that the hotel was originally the home of flush toilet and bloody shame Marigold, sole(prenominal) when it had to be rebuilt after it was burned down. Apparently, Mary decided to extend John and locked him out of the home and, furious, set fire to the house. I guess he thought burning the house down would force her to come out and see him, save she got stuck privileged or something and coul dnt save herself. He had to care in to try and save her and they both died a flaming pain death, as the check-in guy said.The hotel was rebuilt to look like the original, with a steep roof and fancy architecture. The live is old-fashioned. Most of the furniture is timberlanden, like the accessions, windows and even the toilet seat. It passs me feel at home, with blankets and pillows scattered around the populate. nearly old family photographs surrender even been left out on the desk, including a man with drab, sad-looking eyes and a weird fringe, hugging a laugh blonde, young girl. I quickly turned them over. It almost felt as if they were complete(a) at me.Anyway, bewilder to go to bed now. Hope I can find more(prenominal) evidence for the existence of ghosts to darkness so I can finish writing the website and want to get up early to tour the hotel tomorrow morning at 8am.cogitation cvDate 15th November 2008 mending Marigold Mansions ResortArrived at the resort at 190 0 hours. The man at the desk looks like an actor from a bad incompatibility movie and would non be surprised if he puts on a white sheet and runs around trying to scare guests at night. He gave me the background story wife wants to leave husband, husband gets jealous and fire down house, and dies in romantic attempt to save wife. How scary.Looks like they get hold of rebuilt the house, to look like the original one before it burnt down. Its handle Tudor with steep pitched roofs and mullioned windows, looks quite pretty. This feels like all the new(prenominal) haunted hotels I have investigated isolated, in the middle of nowhere, always mend to scare people.The inhabit looks as if individual knitted it, with blankets and pillows everywhere. A bay window of photographs on the desk a bunch of smiling people. I guess it was designed to scare us, and give us the feeling that someone is watching us, unless why chose cheery people, grinning to the camera? They look way more j oyful than my own family. Pictures of a blonde, laughing adult female, being hugged by another(prenominal) man who looks so gloomy seem way too sharp to be in this gloomy, haunted room.journal 16th November, 2008Last night was the night I had prepared myself for Heard continuous roast, but was too petrified to get up and airfoil the gateway. The knocking grew louder but I just try to ignore it. Pulled the do bys over my head and that was when I heard a creak. I cut the door open and close. Questions formed in my perspicacity. Was the knocking the knocking of the man? Is he in the room? Wonder if it was a hold between the ghost couple the man trying to get in and the wife forcing him back out. Should add this to the website.The hotel is immense, with photos everywhere, nailed to the walls and doors. Got the creeps when looking at them. in that respect are a lot of rooms in the resort, and all, except one, have wooden doors. According to the tour guide, the room with a steel door used to be the couples bedroom, the only room not destroyed wholly in the fire. afterward the disaster, no one has slept in the bed ever since. So, went in to explore, and since it was daylight, couldnt sense any ghosts lurking around. The bedroom is twice as magnanimous and neat as my own room back home and the walls inside are painted white, the bed looks very comfy and a cover white in colour with small pink roses sewn on was lying on top of the bed. It didnt seem as if John and Mary had slept in this room before.Report 106Date 16th November 2008Location Marigold Mansions ResortSomething that sounded like knocking could be heard last night. Was typing up the report when situation occurred. Immediately went to check whether the check-in guy was tapping on the door. I looked for hidden knockers or any gadgets that might be displace to produce the sound of a knock on a door. free-base out later that it was the heating system with air trapped in it that was making th e noise. Doors seemed to be opening and closing as well. It could be any the open window that caused the door to slam shut or the wood expanding and contracting repeatedly, not quite sure which. Old buildings often creak, and only superstitious people find it haunted. If I was meant to be scared because there was a ghost, I was never afraid.Went out for a head this morning, and enjoyed the blazing sunshine. Break troubled was scrambled eggs with toast and there was cereal as well. Drank orange juice that tasted more like water. Next to the dining room was a door made of steel. Seems to be the only door that is not wooden. Opened it and saw a king-sized bed with two pillows and a duvet that looked as soft as silk. In the corner of the room was a wardrobe as tall as me. Could not open it. On the left side of the bed, there was another room. This door was made of a different type of wood walnut wood, Im assuming than the other doors, which are made of old cherry wood. I exposed t he door and inside was a bathroom. It was like a halal hotel. It had a proper toilet made of shiny, white plastic and a shower, with a gold handle. The tap was gold too, and as I admired its beauty, I saw the word Marigold carved in the gold. Rich peopleDiary twentieth November, 2008Yesterday night was one of the most horrifying nights I have ever experienced in my entire life When I was in the shower, I saw a tall shadow outside, pacing backward and forwards. It made me jump, my heart nearly leapt out of my body. I was so ball over I could feel myself shivering, and hid myself behind the curtains in the shower. Then, just when I was about(predicate) to fall a relief last night, I heard voices. These voices sounded like someone was crying, not out of agony, but out of grief. The sound made every single piece of hair on my body stand up pay off, and for a few seconds I could not move or even breathe. I hid myself under the covers, panicking. Many pictures popped into my mind, on es of a man feeling guilty, trying his scoop out to save someone. The voices never died down until the sun came out.Went out for a walk this morning, trying to forget last nights shock. When I reached the garden behind the resort, I saw a statue of a man. It felt as if he was staring at me, watching all of my moves. I dashed away straightaway from the artificial man, kicking the scary feeling out of my mind. I walked towards the consortium in front of the resort and saw some pretty ducklings as well as many look for swimming freely. Looking at these happy animals, the hotel did not seem as scary to me, in the day.Report 107Date 20th November 2008Location Marigold Mansions ResortFound it hard to sleep well last night. Saw shadows strolling outside. When I opened the door in curiosity, wanting to see who it was, no one was there. I looked left and right only to see that the shadow there a few seconds ago, had vanished. Looked for gadgets that make people hallucinate, to achieve th e haunted effect. Thought over the scene in my mind no one can run away as fast as that. Perhaps it was the shadow of a vehicle passing? presently after, the wind began to blow really hard. I got up to shut the windows but the wind just blew harder, banging on the glass used to make the windows.Woke up at 1000 hours today. Noise finally died down at around 0535 hours. Lunch was spaghetti bolognaise which tasted quite diluted. There was a lot of spaghetti but a very small amount of sauce on top. After lunch, went upstairs for a look. Nothing interesting upstairs, just 13 equivalent guest rooms.Went outside for some fresh air and saw fish and ducks in a pond nearby looks joyful, outside a haunted resort.Diary 21st November, 2008When I first arrived, I hoped to see a ghost. What a foolish thing to wish for My dream turned into a incubus last night. At midnight, explosively a beady light from the old lamp on the desk began shining into my eyes. Seeing much(prenominal) an ancien t lamp turn on unexpectedly, I screamed the loudest scream ever. I was so afraid. The sudden flame produced shadows across the room and for a second I saw a depend, the face from the photographs. Was the ghost angry again, and trying to set something on fire?Then, I heard a heart pounding. It couldve been mine, but it seemed quite far away, as yet gradually getting louder. The lamp light grew brighter and a tall man with dark eyes was suddenly in front of me, holding a bright lamp. He dropped the lamp and a fire spread across the floor. The man moaned. He had a special fringe that I recognized from then photos on the desk. The fire began to burn the walls and I must have passed out because the succeeding(prenominal) thing I remember that happened was waking up to a festive morning, in a clean room.Report 108Date 21st November 2008Location Marigold Mansions ResortAm extremely puzzled. I need to get out of here. Went to bed at 2330 hours because I felt exhausted. At exactly 0000, a bright orange coloured light suddenly shone into my eyes. I opened my eyes, thinking it was the sun advance out, but the light seemed to be coming from an antique lamp. I checked before and there was no shelling or electric cable supplying the lamp with electricity. Had to be honest I was frightened and could not understand what was making the lamp brighten? I was multiform. This time, I had no answer to this situation. A moment later, I heard a loud and deafening scream. I know the noise could not be a gadget in this room because the sound seemed far away.Suddenly, the lamp pilot on the floor and it seemed as if a fire was spreading. In the sudden bright light, I thought I saw a woman appear in front of the desk. She had blonde, wavy hair and was wearing a dress. I recognized her from the picture on the desk. why was I imagining such things when I know ghosts do not even exist? Was I drugged? The more I think about it, the more confused I get. The woman in the picture must h ave sneaked into my room and set the trick up. But how? Something must be happening to me. Why cant I find a good explanation for this? Need to leave now and see a doctor before my condition gets worse.