I knew a girl named Rhoda from France. She had scars all over her face and body. One day she told me how she got them. She had been in a terrible car accident and actually died. She was pretty mangled up. She said that she floated up above her body and was watching them try to revive her. It was a bloody scene but she didn't feel anything. She just watched from up above. Then she started to float up and away but then a big hand came down and pushed her back into her body. She heard a voice say to her, "Not yet."
The next thing she knew she was experiencing pain from the injuries.
Rhoda was the nicest girl. Wierd thing was that in a darkend room you couldn't see her scars at all. But she just sort of glowed with this beauty. She didn't believe me that I thought she was beautiful but...she was.