Hiya I am back. But not for long. I have decided that I will write the whole story before posting more. I hope you like this one tho.

As always, I am swedish, so sorry if I made some grammar and/or spelling mistakes.

I own nothing besides my OC. All rights go to DC.

Laura had just woken up, she sat at the breakfast table and ate a sandwich with a glass of juice. Her dad was sitting across the table with a paper in his hands, it was The daily planet. Laura wondered why her dad was reading the paper he helped to write. So she made up her mind to ask him.

"Dad why are you reading your own paper?"

Her dad looked up at her and smiled.

"I am reading my own articles to see if they came out correctly, i also read the others because i don't really have the chance to read them at work. And don't forget it's always better rooting for your own team, rather than rotting for someone else's."

She didn't really understand what he meant by that, maybe something to dowith sales. Laura was ten years old, and this day was a day that was going to be remembered a long time, but she didn't know it just yet. Her dad laid the paper down on the table and walked over to a pile of clothes on the sofa.

"Have you decided yet what you want to wear today?" He asked Laura who had now eaten up her sandwich and drank the last drops of the juice.

"No, i don't know, something blue maybe." Laura answered.

"Okay, then i have something for you, little one. What about this shirt it's of the finest material?" Clark joked

"Don't call me little one!, but that shirt will be fine." She pouted her lips and walked over to her dad by the sofa

"Give me that!"

She held the shirt and Clark released it into his daughters hands.

"Okay, I will go do the dishes, you get yourself ready for school, don't forget you have twenty minutes left until the bus comes."

He went into the kitchen and picked up all the plates and glasses from the table on his way. When he stood in front of the sink he turned his head around to look at his daughter. Was she even doing anything. No she wasn't, she just sat there on the sofa, doing nothing."Laura! Come on, go get ready, you wanted to do it on your own right!" Laura then lifted herself up and walked over to the pile of clothes took out a pair of jeans and walked into her room. Clark hoped she would do something this time. He looked with his xray vision inside theroom. She stood in the middle of it pulling a shirt over her head.

Clark then began looking around her room. It really was a mess everywhere. He would never really get used to cleaning up. But one thing was certain, the bed was essential. He had bought her one of the best beds in the world, or should he say softest beds in the world. Only the finest of mattresses should be in their home. Thereforit was always a struggle finding new mattresses or new beds when they needed it. They always needed to go to at least five different stores at different locations and no Mattress Firm would ever satisfy them, or rather him. He always looked at Tuck . com to find the best mattresses and beds. Lauras bed was actually from a store called something something bedstore. It had all these weird looking beds, so he bought a bed that had bunny ears. That bed stood in the left corner of the room behind the door. She had all these dolls and stuffed animals filling up her bed. Beside it was a nightstand table with a cute cat themed lamp. But besides that her room was a mess, clothes all over the floor and almost nothing in her wardrobe. The shelves on the wall had books and boxes of toys on them. But most of the toys where on the ground. Clark stopped decorating his daughters room halfway through, and now they didn't even clean it. Maybe we should have a cleaning your room day next saturday, he thought.

Then he looked back at the dishes and sighed. So many dishes. All right let's do it, he said to himself. After a little bit his eggwatch began beeping. That was the signal it was time to go to school. The school was a long way from their apartment so Laura needed to take the bus to her school. "Laura are you ready!" He called her out of the bathroom. She now stood ready in front of the door.

Just then Clark reminded himself that he forgot to make lunch for her. O no! He ran into the kitchen with his superspeed of course and made two sandwiches in the blink of an eye. He then took out a lunch box with a cute bunny on it and put the sandwiches in. Then he ran back to Laura and handed her her Lunch box. Clark heard the bus near the street. "Laura have a good day, the bus is almost here, bye!" He almost pushed her outside their door. And she began running down the stairs, but not too fast, or else she would've gotten asthma."Bye dad!" He heard as she was almost jumping down the stairs. But she was lucky this time, cause she managed to reach the bus before it drove away. Clark then sat down on the sofa a little before getting up to clean Laura's room.

Laura was outside playing with her friends. It was a sunny day today. The morning was quite hectic with her father creating sandwiches one second before the bus would arrive. She was playing hot or cold with her best friend Eric. He had hid a plastic doll somewhere in the forest behind school. The school was made of bricks and behind it was a playground and a forest. The teachers were standing in a circle in the middle of the playground during recess, talking to each other.

Laura walked cheerfully, swinging her arms around trying to make Eric say hot instead of cold. By now they where a long way into the forest and the trees were becoming less scattered. "Hot" Eric said.

Laura looked behind a tree and found the doll. She was extatic with joy. Now jumping and swinging her arms around happily shouting. "I did it, I did it!" Eric laughed and so did Laura. But the moment of happiness was short lived. Laura bumped into a tree and the tree fell, hitting another tree that also fell wich hit another tree that fell. They fell like dominoes. Some kids were playing in a sandbox when a tree began hurtling down towards them.

In that second Laura was perplexed, confused, she didn't know what to do. But her body moved on it's own. She was now standing there in front of the children in the sandbox holding a tree in her hands. Everyone looked at her, Eric who was still in the forest didn't know where his friend went. For a few minutes everyone was standing still not saying a word processing what had just happened. Laura slowly walked forward so the tree would stand up again.

After that she started to cry, she bent down into a tiny ball, didn't know what to do, didn't know what she had just done. One teacher approached Laura carefully, placing her hand on to Laura's shoulder. She tried to not look scared, but she was trembling. "Laura… let's go to my office, come on, stand up, dry your eyes. She gave Laura a handkerchief and then walked inside. The other teachers ran to the children in the sandbox to see if they were fine. Eric came up to one teacher asking what happened, they didn't know.

The teacher called Laura's dad to come and pick her up. Laura was waiting on a striped sofa in the teacher's office. Looking up at a picture of the teacher and her dog. The teacher had gone to wait by the front door. Then the door opened slightly and behind it was Eric. "Are you okay Laura?" He asked. "No" She mumbled. "I don't know what happened." Laura tried to explain herself. A tall man walked up behind Eric and opened the door. Eric surprised, ran away and hid behind a wall.

He didn't know what they were talking about, what was going to happen to Laura now? He wondered. When Laura and her dad walked out of the office he noticed something. Laura's dad was Superman with glasses. Clark held his daughter's hand as they walked out the front door with her backpack over his shoulder. "Sorry" Laura cried. "Don't worry, we will fix this." Clark answered. "But, how? Do I have to change schools now?" Laura wondered. "I am sorry for what happened Laura, you just have to be more careful in the future'' "And risking someone else's life, they could have died, and it would have been my fault" Laura looked down at her feet. Clark remembered that he too had those worried when he was a kid. He was gifted but couldn't use his gifts to do good. He sighed.

"Laura, you and I are different compared to other people, we need to be cautious if we want to lead a normal life. But it's up to you if you want that or not." Maybe he was putting too much responsibility on his daughter. But the fact was, she needed to know this stuff to make her own decisions in life. And he could not make them for her. "No, I want to be normal, I will be more careful in the future, I promise I will."

Clark saw a determination in his daughter he had not seen before. What was going to happen now?