I am a very successful woman. I have worked very hard to have everything that I have. To be perfect and beautiful. I am getting ready to go to a charity that I created when all of the sudden, My soul gets knocked from My body by My jealous personal assistant! You see My soul standing next to My now taken over body. I can see Myself and I hear her talking through My mouth. She says how happy she is that she has stolen everything from Me. My body, My life, My job, My boyfriend... everything. She barely even feels bad. While I am next to her, fading from existence. I scream and yell for her atten...

I am a very successful woman. I have worked very hard to have everything that I have. To be perfect and beautiful. I am getting ready to go to a charity that I created when all of the sudden, My soul gets knocked from My body by My jealous personal assistant! You see My soul standing next to My now taken over body. I can see Myself and I hear her talking through My mouth. She says how happy she is that she has stolen everything from Me. My body, My life, My job, My boyfriend... everything. She barely even feels bad. While I am next to her, fading from existence. I scream and yell for her attention, but she cannot hear Me. What does a lost soul do when she doesn't have her body? I do not know...