Safe Place ~ WayHaught

Author's Note

[You don't have to read this, obviously, but I need to say it. . . Also I changed the title to "Safe Place"]

A/N: I originally wanted to call this book "Green" (I also liked "Purple" but that's not the point right now) because it's the color of growth and safety, but then I realized that that's the title of one of the books in the "Yellow" series, ya know those severely epic camren books, so I decided to call this "New Kid In Purgatory" instead and now I'm regretting that decision cause I really hate the title "New Kid In Purgatory" but now I'm stuck with it and it sucks. Color symbolism and number symbolism are two things that mean more to me than I can describe. Before I was officially diagnosed with Conversion Disorder, the doctors thought I was schizophrenic. I never felt safe because I was constantly hearing voices and seeing things that weren't there. The main thing I saw was a man. He was average height, but looked tall because he was always floating off of ground in front of me. He was normally either to my left or right, but he almost never came directly into my line of sight. He wore a dark black robe, kind of like the Harry Potter robes, but like halfway between the dementors' robes and the students. . . I don't know if that makes sense. I couldn't see much of his skin, but from what I could see, burn scars covered his arms and half of his face. For a while, he was always there. So, I turned to colors and numbers for protection. Every time that I saw him I would start chanting "4237." Those numbers specifically because of what they mean. 4 is the number of creation, of new beginnings. 2 is the number of a union, a partnership. 3 is the number of completion, of finality. And 7 is the number of perfection, and light.
As for the colors. . . I also started wearing clothes that had certain colors in them. Green for safety, Red for joy and love, purple because that is color of nostalgia and memories, and (although I couldn't wear it in the hospital) I had a yellow key necklace, on a golden chain. Colors and numbers still mean everything to me because they kept Christopher away. (That was the creepy man's name)
So I wanted to call this book "Green" or "Purple" but I decided not to because I thought people wouldn't understand. Now, I regret that decision. Because this book means the world to me and it has become my colors and numbers. It has become my safety net, my protection.
The sequel is going to be called "Red"
I don't want to regret not using the title I know is the best and most personal fit for it.

I love you all endlessly, thank you for standing by my side and thank you for reading what has become my safe place.

This is home. . .

~ Jordan Ben