The Cellar Of Doom

Authors Avatar

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                             Ellie Birch 10M1

Alesha let out a long, heavy sigh. She couldn’t believe she was stuck in an old hotel in Lincoln, Maine, USA. It was the Summer Holidays and she had come to America with her mum, dad, and her annoying younger brothers Ashley and Scott, who were six and seven. Scott and Ashley weren’t the quiet sort of kids. They tended to excited over anything, and were always hyper. The Miller family were staying at The Stars And Stripes Hotel, which was really old and boring. Alesha would much rather be back at home in England, even it was raining all the time there. Alesha had only been there for two days, and had already taken advantage of the ‘fantastic facilities’. There was the ‘amazing’ pool and spa, the ‘fabulous’ arcade and the ‘wonderful’ multi - sports court. Alesha couldn’t see what was so fantastic about a dirty pool, an out-of-order spa, two fruit machines and a large pitch of mud with a few goalposts. It was going to be a very long and boring two weeks.

She had been out ‘exploring’ the creepy, old hotel trying to find some kids around her age. Alesha was 14, so it was quite easy really, as there were loads of fed up teenagers staying at the old place.

“Alesha, we’re going out!” her mum called.

“Cool, lets go to Detroit, or Hollywood, or….”

“No, I mean me and your father are going for a meal. We’re going to find a place to eat. OK?”

“What?” Alesha protested. “That’s not fair. You mean me, Ash and Scott have gotta stay here?”

Join now!

“That’s right. We’ll be only be gone for about three hours. We are not going far, we are still staying in Lincoln, don’t worry!”

“But mum…”

“No buts, OK? Now, be good.”

Alesha sat on the fraying green couch, and looked around the dreary brown and yellow room.

‘The colours in here are awful. They so don’t match!’ she thought.

She picked up her magazine and started to read the article about her favourite rapper, Eminem. She glanced at the clock. Her parents had only been gone for ten minutes.

She heard a loud banging noise. ...

This is a preview of the whole essay