Hmm… 5 more days… and 3 more reviews till my goal. Will you help me reach it? Will you?

Or are you too busy?

Well anyways…here's another one… 'Sigh'.

Scary Stories Re-Told

Cold as Clay

There once was a farmer who had a beautiful daughter who he cared for more than anything in the world.

Her name was Tara Markov, one day she fell in love with one of her fathers helpers.

"Did it hurt?"

"What did?"

"When you fell from above?"

"Aww, Garfield… I like you too…"

He was a young man, with slender but sturdy build. His name was Garfield. But her father didn't think he was good enough to be her boyfriend.

"Don't talk to that piece of trash, you deserve better…"

"But I love him!"

"He isn't worthy of your presence!"

"I HATE YOU!"

To keep them separated, he sent his daughter to the other side of the state.

"I don't want to go!"

"Get in the car!"

"Tara! Please don't make her go!"

"She is my daughter; she has to listen to me!"

"But…but we are in love…."

"He only likes you because you have money…."

"I'll call her every day; I'll write to her…nothing will keep us apart!"

"Yeah yeah, over my dead body… Get IN THE CAR! Tara!

He sent her to her aunt's house, miles away. But not long after she left, Garfield lost his life.

While on his way to work, a pick up truck carrying crates full of potatoes lost one of them and it hit him on the back of the head.

Killing him instantly.

"Why hasn't he called me? He promised… maybe my father was right…"

Her father didn't want to tell her the bad news; he thought that if he told her… she might kill herself.

So she went on thinking about the life they could have had.

"I thought we were meant to be… but I guess I was wrong…"

But then, weeks later, there was a knock on her door. She opened it and there was Garfield, a little pale, but otherwise looked the same.

"Your dad told me to come and get you, borrowed his truck"

"Are you alright? You sound a little… are you sick?"

"No…but my head hurts…"

She packed a few things, and they got in the car.

"It hurts a lot…"

She put her hand on his forehead.

"Whoa… you're as cold as clay. I hope you're not getting sick…"

Then she tied her handkerchief around his head, and in a few hours, they reached the farm. She got out and knocked on the door.

"Did you send for me?"

"No I did not…If I did… I would have called first."

"But Garfield said…"

"What?"

"You know…Garfield… the one I loved…and you hated…"

"I know who Garfield is… I meant…what you mean by 'he said'…"

"Well I was talking to him and… anyways… he's right…"

She turned around to point to him, but no one was there. The car was still on, but there was no sigh of Garfield.

"Tara… I wasn't sure if I should have told you… but you need to know…"

"What?"

"Well… a few days after you left… Garfield died…"

"What? But I just talked to him…he drove me here…"

"If you don't believe me then…"

He took her to Garfield's parents, and they decided to open his grave to show her.

The corpse was is the coffin, and around its head… was her handkerchief.

The End

So…just need 3 more reviews to get to my goal. The more the merrier… 'sigh' so please review!