An inspirational true story of a 4 year old girl who fell into the power of a man whose evil knew no bounds. She encountered terrifying mental and physical torture from her psychopathic stepfather for a period of 17 years until she managed to break free, her spirit still unbroken.

An inspirational true story of a 4 year old girl who fell into the power of a man whose evil knew no bounds. She encountered terrifying mental and physical torture from her psychopathic stepfather for a period of 17 years until she managed to break free, her spirit still unbroken Jane Elliott fell into the hands of her sadistic and brutal stepfather when she was 4 years old. Her story is both inspiring and horrifying. Kept a virtual prisoner in a fortress-like house and treated to daily and ritual abuse, Jane nonetheless managed to lose herself in a fantasy world which would keep her spirit alive. Equally as horrifying as the physical abuse Jane suffered, were the mental games her tormentor played -- getting his kicks from seeing Jane humiliated, confused, crushed and defeated at every turn. Her family and neighbourhood were all terrified of Jane's stepfather so no-one held out a rescuing hand. So Jane had to help herself. When she was 21 she ran away with her baby daughter and boyfriend to start a new life in hiding. Several years on she found the courage to go to the police. A court case followed where Jane bravely stood up against the unrepentant aggressor she so feared.

He was jailed for 17 years. Jane's family took his side.

BEING NUMBER ONE
By Jane Elliott
Author of The Little Prisoner
As a child a never thought anyone would believe what I had to say, so when my book went straight to number one in the hardback charts and everyone was talking about how brave I was to tell my story, I found it hard to take in. One minute I would be hugging myself with excitement and the next I would be frightened of what would happen now I?d let the genie out of the bottle.

Initially I wanted to write it because I knew how much I?d been helped by reading A Child Called It by Dave Peltzer. If just one child who was being abused read my story, I reasoned, and felt inspired enough to speak out and end the cycle of bullying in their own life, it would be worth doing.

Every time my publishers rang to say they were printing more copies to meet the demand, I imagined how many more people would be reading it and maybe seeing that it was possible for them to turn on the bullies and regain control of their lives.

The actual writing process was hard because it stirred up one or two memories and emotions that I?d been trying to forget about. But now I?ve now shouted out to the whole world all the things I was told had to be kept secret and it feels like a lead weight has lifted off my shoulders.

However hard I?d been trying to suppress the memories over the years, they were always there. I could distract myself with family chores, a bottle of wine or a packet of cigarettes, but that didn?t make the hurt go away for more than a few hours. Facing up to the memories and telling the whole story was like opening the curtains and windows on a sunny day, letting the light into a room that had grown stale, the air poisonous.

One of my biggest worries was how my children would react to the book. They?re both still young and although they knew that something bad had happened in my childhood they didn?t know any details. I?ve told them the book contains material they might find upsetting and that I would rather they didn?t read it until they were older, and so far they?ve managed to resist the temptation ? I think. The excitement of hearing their mum talking on the radio and seeing the book all over the shelves in the supermarket and WH Smith seems to have more than compensated them for any worries it might have caused them.

The hard thing for them is that they?re not allowed to tell their friends about it. That was particularly tough when it was at the top of the charts and they were longing to share the excitement that was going on within our little family group. But they?re all too aware of the dangers of disclosing my true identity and of my whereabouts being discovered by my family. They saw what happened to their mum last time her brothers caught up with her, and they don?t want to take the risk of that happening again. They keep telling me how proud of me they are. I just hope they realise how proud I am of them as well.

My husband has also had to adjust from being the sole worker in the family to having to stay home a lot to look after the girls while I was off at publishers? meetings and giving interviews, but there have been some big compensations for him too. The sense of satisfaction I got from seeing how well the book was doing made me a lot easier to live with, (not that I?m not still a bit of a nightmare for him some days!), and we have been able to pay off a few of the debts we were building up and improve our lives materially.

I don?t think he really believed the book would be a great success any more than I did, but it?s surprising how quickly we both got used to having a number one hit and started to feel disappointed when it got knocked down to number two or three!

The charts are full of stories of childhood abuse now and there have been a lot of articles in the press speculating on why so many people want to read about such a difficult subject. I don?t think it is the abuse they want to hear about, but the fact that some of the children who suffer from it manage to survive and ultimately triumph. They want to be shocked at the start of the books, crying in the middle and exultant at the end.

I suspect that the audiences for books like The Little Prisoner fall into two categories; firstly there are those who come from stable happy homes who can?t understand how anyone can abuse a child and want to find out about a world they can barely imagine. Then there are those who suffered something similar themselves and find some comfort in discovering they are not alone in the world. They get some inspiration from discovering that not only is it possible to lead happy and normal lives at the end, but that you can actually turn all that misery into something positive.

I have a horrible feeling there are more people in the latter category than anyone really wants to admit and, as long as the subject remains shrouded in secrecy and is considered a taboo to talk about, we?ll never know the full extent of the problem. With the popularity of books like mine, however, at least we have started to open the curtains and let a little light into these darkest and nastiest of corners.

If we don?t all understand what is going on in families like the one I came from, we can?t hope the make things better.

Jane Elliott is a pseudonym. She first decided to tell her story to the police after taking inspiration from Dave Pelzer?s powerful memoir, A Child Called It. She become convinced she should not remain a silent victim but act against the evil stepfather who had kept her a virtual prisoner for so many years.

2008-05-12 The Little Prisoner - tear-jerking but inspirational.

I bought this book soon after the Latest Austrian enslavement case came to the press (Josef Fritzel).
I have been lucky enough to have been brought up in a safe, happy and secure family environment, and could (IN NO WAY) imagine the fears and terror of such an horrific upbringing.
I picked this book up at around 2pm and began to read it. At 7pm I was getting told off for STILL not helping with dinner (despite many reminders)!
Dinner passed and I was STRAIGHT back into this book. My partner went to bed (understandably disgusted at my only focus - THIS BOOK, and this AMAZING recollection of courage, fear, disgust and pain).
At 11am, I had finished the book! (about 20 hours solid reading!).
NEVER before had I read a book so quickly..... NEVER had I been so drawn into it, and NEVER EVER before had I gone through the emotions that I went through whilst reading this painful expose of an innocent girl's traumas, and her ultimate (though still tenuous) victory.
Beautifully easy on the "readability" scale (it is written so that EVERYONE can understand and appreciate the depth and the meaning, and with large enough text that one never feels it a trial to read (even at 4am!)), this is unnervingly shocking in that it is without doubt the most trauma-filled TRUE-LIFE story I have ever read.
I cannot recount how many times I had to stop reading to wipe tears away from my eyes (I'm a man, nearly 40..... takes a lot to make me cry!)..... but so many times my heart sank, my gut filled with a sickness unbeknown to me beforehand, and i just let flood with the tears for this amazingly courageous lady. And those special times (the main one for me was when Emma got her Christmas presents - I was crying out of control by then!)
Horror, disgust at her tormentor, frustration and sympathy for Janey.
Elation, proudness, love, and all that she emphatically and so resolutely stands for.
Fear, excitement and panic.
Read this amazing book - you'll feel all of them..... but be prepared to allow your heart strings to do their thing!
My only regret is that Janey herself won't hear my review, and know of my support.
But (as I well know), and YOU also will know after reading her torrid account..... that's how she'd like it best.
Good luck Janey, Steve, Emma and Sophie - my heart and thoughts are with you always.
XXXX
PS - I missed a day at work because of this book...... Janey missed a whole childhood. Worth a thought?
Love and TOTAL respect to you Janey..... and I hope one day that ALL the shackles of the past will be TOTALLY cast off, and if you.... no..... WHEN you get there .... you might get to see this review and see how many others are on your side. XXXX