AUTHORS NOTE: okay, i haven't written a story in so long. I had over 10 stories on fanfiction, but i just deleted them. roleplay helped me to get better thats for sure.
The small girl opened the door. She had no idea what was going on. She crept out of the little room and looked down the hall. Her sight must've gone wrong, since she saw a little white figure down the hall. As soon as she saw what she had seen, the scream of hers rang though the halls of the house and even in the hearing range of a sleeping bat.
Clark Kent was outside doing all the heavy lifting. He heard a clear screech from next door. In a flash, Clark appeared next to the frightened little girl. He looked down at the 8 year old in confusion.
"What's wrong?" Clark asked in concern of the little girl. The girl was still frozen in her steps, she still had no answer. "What is your name?" He hoped for an answer from the shy, frightened, and still little girl. She turned torwards Clark with a blank face and slowly answered "Corrin." She turned back of what she had seen. Clark bent down and asked another question "Can you tell me what's the matter Corrin?"
Corrin turned back to Clark and pointed down the hall. Clark's eyes followed and looked down the hall. He got up slowly and walked down the carpeted path to a set of doors. As soon as he got the the set of doors he called for Corrin to follow. He opened the door and looked inside.
As he peered inside he saw a crying white figure that looked exactly like Corrin. The ghostly figure looked up and said "Get out, who are you? What are you doing?"
Clark noticed that the white girl didn't even dress modern. The only thing that came to his mind to ask what the day is. He asked and her and the quiet reply was "all Hallows Eve 1726" she stood up and continued. "He's coming to get me, you have to help me." She stepped out of the room and uns down the hall.
He saw the white figure run down the hall and dissappear. He noticed that Corrin's face was still blank.