“Nobody knew Janie. She kept one face to the world and the other one to her journal. The one I’m holding in my hands now. Nobody knew her like this journal. All her secrets. All the truth’s she covered up with lies. Janie and I didn’t talk like we used to do when we were kids. Things changed. There was nothing either of us could do about it. She had her preps and I had my Goths. That was just the way it was. We never stopped being friends though. We were always in each other’s hearts.”
— Samantha Elizabeth Conway, Janie’s childhood friend.