This is an excerpt from a Webpage. The remarks are written by a sister-in-law. I have a hard time imagining a young child thinking this way. It's disturbing, at least.

Rachel was pretty emotional last night. She was writing in her journal and said, "I asked for this" After asking her to explain more, she said that while she was reading the Book of Mormon earlier this year, she asked Heavenly Father for a trial/experience that would bring her closer to Christ. I told her "well, you got it! Be careful what you pray for!". We shed some tears together and reminded each other that we've been promised that we will not be given more than we can bear and that there's a reason for this trial/experience, even though we don't know what it is yet. Rachel is such an extraordinary teenager. I have yet to meet anyone CLOSE to being like her--so innocent, friendly and sweet--THAT scares me too!

The day before we drove down her, Rachel kept insisting that she's been under general anesthetic before . . . that she specifically remembers being in a white room with a big window with a view from a hill overlooking a city and when she woke up she asked, "how long have I been asleep?" to which I replied "a couple of hours". I told Rachel she has NEVER been in a hospital--the closest she's come to anesthetic is at the dental office. Well, her room, of course, is big and white. If any one of you have been at Primary Children's Hospital in Salt Lake City, you know that it's on a hill overlooking a city. Rachel's surgery lasted a little over an hour and a half and she did ask me how long she had been asleep. After looking at my cell phone and noting the time, it had indeed been a couple of hours. Premonition? I don't know. But a little too strange of a coincidence for me.

The following is a reply from the girl to one of the messages she was sent.

OH, thank you soooooo much. You don't know how much this means to me Devin. I was stunned as well, I just found out fairly recently as well. Thanks for all the prayers.
I actually prayed for a trial like this and mainly thought on the afterward blessings. I prayed for a trial almost as hard as the ones the pioneers were suffering crossing the plain. Cancer is way below that kind of trial, but God has answered my prayers. And luckily, since I prayed myself into it, I got like you said a "buzzilion" including my own now that can get me back out.