3 terrifying horror stories

# Story: 1
I was on my gap year, travelling around Europe with my best friend. We had just arrived in Prague and were looking for a place to stay. We found a hostel that looked perfect for us.
It was our first night there and we were sharing a room with two other girls. We were all getting ready for bed and chatting. The girls told us that the hostel was supposedly haunted. They said that there had been reports of strange noises and sightings of ghosts.
We all laughed and said that we didn't believe in ghosts. We said that we would be fine and went to bed.
In the middle of the night, I was awoken by a noise. I sat up in bed and looked around the room. I couldn't see anything, but I could feel something watching me. I tried to go back to sleep, but the feeling was so strong that I couldn't.
I got out of bed and turned on the light. I looked around the room, but there was nothing there. I woke up my friend and told her what was happening. She said that she had been having the same feeling.
We decided to leave the room and go to reception. We didn't see anything on the way, but we could feel someone following us. We got to reception and told the night manager what was happening. He said that he would come and check our room.
He came with us and went into the room. We all stood there in the doorway, but there was nothing there. The manager said that he didn't see anything and that we were probably just imagining things.
We went back to our room and tried to sleep, but we couldn't. We could still feel someone watching us. Every time we closed our eyes, we saw a figure in the darkness. We were too scared to sleep, so we just sat there awake all night.
In the morning, we packed our bags and left the hostel. We didn't say anything to the staff, we just wanted to get out of there. We never spoke about that night again, but we both know that we will never forget it.

# Story: 2
The haunted house. The one everyone tells stories about. The one that's supposed to be so scary that no one even dares to approach it. But I'm not afraid. I'm not scared of the ghosts or the witches or anything else that might be lurking inside.
I approach the house cautiously, but without fear. I have a job to do, and I'm not going to let anything stand in my way. I'm not sure what I'm looking for, but I know I'll know it when I find it.
The first thing I notice is the smell. It's musty and old, like something has been dead for a long time. I hold my breath and keep going. I can hear the witches now, cackling and laughing like they know something I don't. But I'm not scared.
I keep going until I find the pool. It's dark and foreboding, and I can feel the eyes of the witches on me. But I don't care. I know what I'm doing. I take a step into the pool, and then I see it.
The treasure. It's hidden at the bottom of the pool, and it's guarded by the most scariest witches I've ever seen. But I'm not afraid. I swim down and grab the treasure. Then I swim back up and out of the pool.
The witches are furious, but I don't care. I've got the treasure. And now I can finally rest.

# Story: 3
It was the most horrific night. A bloody ghost, who haynt young girl, and boy in the darkness of night. The girl's screams pierced the darkness, and the boy's cries echoed through the house. The ghost was relentless in its pursuit, and the children were terrified. They had no choice but to hide in the attic, and hope that the ghost would not find them.
The hours ticked by slowly, and the children huddled together in the attic, shivering with fear. Every sound made them jump, and they were sure that the ghost was coming for them. Finally, dawn started to break, and the children dared to come out of hiding. They were relieved to see that the ghost was gone, and they vowed never to go into the attic again.