My grandma passed away last week. She left all us cousins something. She left me some estate she had in the countryside. I heard it's been abandoned since years. I am going there today to check it out.

I reached there. It looked really creepy. I went inside and started to look around. I noticed a locked room to the very far end. I went there. There was a lock with chains on it. But as soon as I touched them they fell down. They must have been really old.

I opened the door and went inside. It was dark so I turned on my flashlight. As I was looking around something shined under the flashlight. I went closer to it. It was a pot with-with gold! Is it real gold?

I didn't knew grandma loved me this much. I will be forever grateful to her. I took the pot and left hurriedly. I didn't tell anyone about the gold or else they will try to claim it.

I will keep it for myself and myself only. With that gold, first I got myself an appartment. I moved in there. It was perfect. But soon after moving in, troubling things started to happen.

One day power went out. Then water ran out. Things like this kept happening. One day as I was sleeping, I felt extremely cold. I woke up. And saw someone right infront of my face. I screamed.

"Why are you screaming? You are the one who brought me here." She said.

"When did I brought you here?" I said.

"I am the ghost of that pot of gold. When you took that pot of gold you took me too." She said.

"So what now? When will you leave?" I asked.

"Never. I will stay here with you forever." She smiled at me. Oh no, what have I gotten myself into?