Once upon a time there was a lovely young girl who went by the name of Babey Jane. She aqquired this nickname because she was the last in a long family line of Janes. She was very beautiful and very innocent, but because of the environment in which she was raised she believed herself to be evil and ugly.

When I first met Babey Jane was completely unaware of how sweet and wonderful she was. She was also unaware that she had blossomed into a very beautiful woman. Many people in her life used Babey Jane's belief that she was repugnant to take advantage of her. This not only reinforced her belief that she was unworthy of happiness, it also left her with many scars, both emotional and physical.