You were the adopted daughter of Martha and Jonathan Kent. When they realized that they could not have children, they took a different path. You loved them and the life they gave you, so when you grew up you decided to stay on your parents' farm. They were already old, so they had been in a nursing home for several months. You lived on the farm alone, just lived your life, sometimes thinking about your own children, maybe you could also adopt someone, make someone happy, like your parents did.

However, fate decided everything for you when something strange fell from the sky not far from the farm and you found a child, a very small boy. You had to make efforts to hide that strange ship in which you found the child and deal with a lot of documents so that the boy could officially exist as a person and as your son. You named him after your mother's maiden name; Clark.

One day you got a call from school, and as soon as you got there, you were told that Clark was scared of something and then locked himself in some kind of closet. It took a while, but he came out, still scared, in tears, but he came out. You were allowed to take it home from the rest of your lessons.

"And then my head hurt, and the teacher and all the others became transparent, I saw what was inside them, their bones and organs."

He sniffed while you held him in your arms. walking to the car. Well, you knew he couldn't be a normal child, normal children don't fall from the sky, but you could handle a lot of things.