Preview of the 1st Chapter
There's a place that I feel more comfortable than anywhere. A place where nothing in the world bothers me, a place where paradise is only in comparison. I can walk into the gates of my safe house than feel welcomed by the peace and quiet. This place that I call my safe house is only in my dreams. I can only visit this harmless, adventageous place when I am asleep. Once I drift into a deep sleep where not even an Earthquake can awake me, I am gone. This safe house that I love is a friend dear to my soul. It allows me to release many great problems from the outside world, the walls are my ears and the wooden floors are my support. I can scream at the top of my lungs and no one will ever hear me. I can cry so hard that tears don't escape the lids of my eyes. This place is my home and when something isn't right I just don't want to leave. This safe house, my paradise is calm and forgiving. I adore this place because when life gets hectic and I have nothing. I always have this place.
We all have this place in our mind that we go to when we're upset. We all have this hidden tunnel somewhere constructed into our minds that only we have the route to. Let me take you the journey of my many visits to this Paradise. Come with me and understand what abuse really feels like because in reality you'll never feel what I've felt.
When you've loved and you've lost. You'll be blind to what's in the palm of your hands. But remember that we all have a Safe House and my safe house is always ready for my everyday visit. . .