Quotes About Escaping Reality Novels & Stories

Walang tunog. At sa pagitan ng mga bituin at anino, may pakiramdam akong… hindi kami mag-isa. **************************************************** 💫 “They thought they escaped the darkness. But sometimes, the past doesn’t chase you — it waits.” ****************************************************

napalabi ako. “Nu-uh! Escaping from reality wouldn't help you at all, sister. Kahit pumunta ka pa sa pinakadulo ng mundo, hindi mo magagawang mag-move on dahil alam mo sa sarili mo na nasa taong iyon ang puso mo. Believe me, Cordie, I've been there and pathetically done that, and you know the rest.” “Bakit kaya ang drama ng buhay natin, 'no?”

dagdag ko pa kahit na alam kong hindi iyon palaging totoo. Escaping is both a sign of weakness and strength. Weak for choosing to escape the battle we can not possibility win over, and strong for choosing to escape though we can possibly conquer it. Escaping is either a good or a bad thing, depends on a certain person's situation. In my case, I'm in the midst of finding out the real meaning of this escape. Yes, I escaped . . . and still escaping.

"Of course I am." "Alright then." he sighed, "But don't stay too long please. Baka hindi ka na makabalik ulit sa amin." "Parang tanga 'to." "I know how much you'd like to escape reality. But sometimes, facing things head on is better than escaping them."

Kinabukasan. Day 4 of 'Escape getaway' "Uhm.. Aahhhg!!!" paguunat pa ni Carly sa kama niya. Dahan-dahan naman niyang idinilat ang mga mata niya at nasilaw sa liwanag mula sa bintana niya. Inikot niya ang paningin at napagtantong nasa kwarto na nga niya siya.

Agad namang siyang liningon ng lider at nagtaka, “Huh? What do you mean?” “My dream feels so real, but I keep waking up to the realization that no truth exists in them.” Hinawakan niya ang cellphone at sinubukan ilog-in ang mga accounts nito sa social media. After many attempts at swinerte itong nakalog-in kaya dali-dali nitong iniscroll ang kanyang feed.

“Kailangan ko ‘to. Plane tickets. Fake IDs. Bribery kung kailangan.” Habang abala siya, bigla siyang nagsalita mag-isa, para bang may kausap siyang imaginary enemy. “They think they can corner me? Na si Nica, with just a blurry picture, can destroy me? No. I’ll leave before they can do anything. I’ll live my life somewhere else. And when I return… hah, they’ll regret everything.”

“Bakit ka nandito? Anong kailangan mo?” “You left without a word.” Hindi siya sumagot. “Open the door Miss Nepalis. I just want to talk to you. Ayokong buksan tong pinto na to though I have a keycard.” “Can you please leave me alone!” Narinig niyang bumuntong hininga ito. “Okay, ganito. I’ll wait for you at the restaurant downstairs at pag hindi ka bumaba within ten minutes. I'll break this door. Don’t think of escaping again, I can find you.”

I am going to my own paradise! I had been running away from my problems for weeks. After a heated argument with my family, they threw me to this hell hole, and I have no goddamn choice but to escape. I needed to clear my head and find some peace in my life. Because honestly speaking, I am getting insane. I decided to go to my beach resort, a place where I could escape from the chaos of my life. "Vista Verde... I'm coming..." I mouthed.

I said without easing into it. He didn’t interrupt. “Senior correspondent. International desk. Six months. Possibly longer.” He nodded slowly. “You want it,” he said. “Yes.” “You’re hesitating.” “Yes.” Silence settled between us. Not awkward. Just heavy. “Is this about escape?” he asked. “No.” He studied me carefully. “It feels like an escape,” I admitted. “From me?” “From what we’ve become publicly.” He leaned back slightly. “You think leaving solves perception.” “I think it resets it.”