Quotes About Escaping Reality Novels & Stories

"Umm... Yeah... But now I am not" She narrowed her eyes at me before turning them back to the television. She was watching a fantasy story. "It never happens in real life. Why do you watch all this?" "Because this is my escape" "Huh?" "This is my escape from the real world. Imagination is full of magic, it can lead you to the places where no one can ever go, it can make you feel the things that you have never felt before. I know it is not practical but it helps me a lot in fighting my stress. And I guess these fantasies are far better than the realities of the world"

Then, you must be wishing for your untimely death. ...... Sometimes instead of facing the truth, we turn a blind eye just because we fear the inevitable. Because in reality, running is always the easiest way out. "Games, what the hell are you telling man?" I asked, keeping a dumb face. "You would have wished to stay up there," he said, pointing up to the ceiling, towards the upper level. "Maybe I want to be part of it." I shrugged my shoulders as if bore with the conversation. "I want spice in my life, I guess."

That I could be free of this awful, awful disease. I struggle to escape reality once again as my head hits a hard surface, and I succeed as the pain knocks me unconscious. The last thing that comes to mind is the word free.

Inѕtеаd, I еnd uр ѕіttіng оn thе flооr bу thе bеd lооkіng uр at the tіnу wіndоw trying dеѕреrаtеlу tо ѕԛuаѕh thе fеаr down. There’s nоthіng tо dо but bе rаtіоnаl. At lеаѕt I know I can gеt оut. Evеn іf I can’t actually escape. I dоn’t want them tо know I’vе freed mуѕеlf from thе bеdfrаmе, so I рrеtеnd I’m ѕtіll bоund.

DO you ever feel like committing suicide or feel like shutting yourself away from the world and hide where no one can see or find you no one will be able to hurt you but life is not a dream everything is real no matter how you try you can never escape reality. MORNING Why me?

"None of this is real." Helena gasped. "Lord Casimir, what are you saying?" "I'm saying this world, this life, everything we think we know—it's false." He stepped closer to me again. "We're trapped in a constructed reality. And the only way out is through the Forbidden Light." "You're insane," I whispered. "Am I?" He pulled something from his pocket, a small mirror. "Look at yourself. Really look." I took the mirror reluctantly. My reflection stared back at me with brown eyes, dark hair, and pale skin.

"Where are you? And I'm so sorry I cannot sleep, I cannot dream tonight. I need somebody and always. This sick, strange darkness. Comes creeping on, so haunting every time. And as I stare, I counted. The webs from all the spiders. Catching things and eating their insides Like indecision to call you. And hear your voice of treason. Will you come home and stop this pain tonight? Stop this pain tonight." All five of us scream as loud as we can. From all the yelling, my attention of awareness is nonexistent. I didn't smell ocean hitting my nose or never did I hear any footsteps.

A hole in reality. Then another. And another. The people Mira had saved were becoming black holes of isolation. "No!" Mira reached for them. "This wasn't—I didn't mean—" But they couldn't hear her. Too self-contained. Too isolated. Too free. Freedom without connection was killing them. Killing reality. "Sera!" Marcus grabbed me. "We have to evacuate! Get everyone out before—" "Before what? There's nowhere to evacuate to! This is reality! If it collapses, everything goes with it!"

he explains with concern. "You don't have to look this worried, all this can wait. We have to enjoy the present moment. I'm happy being here with you, this place is calm, no wolves to scare someone, no throne to role or fight over." she persuades me in vain. "I understand you but we can't run away from our reality forever. Trust me I know what I'm talking about. For years I tried to forget about our world and to live like a human yet my reality kept on hunting me." I say.

Now she would deal with another nuisance. “Please, I want to be alone.” She held her head up. She wanted inner healing, and the last thing she wanted to happen was to be with this person—her opinionated suitor. “Don’t worry. I’ll leave you alone. I understand your sentiments. Let us pretend we didn’t know each other.” Vale reasoned out, lightly scratching his head, and he added, “Or let me be your photographer.” Her eyes narrowed, “I don’t mind if you want to join. But let me tell you, in case of emergency, I will not be liable, okay? I’m planning to scale two mountains.”