Quotes About Escaping Reality Novels & Stories

Nikki's POV The leaves below my feet were crushing, scrunching as if they were announcing to the world that I am trying to escape. Escape from the reality of my life! Sometimes life throws you in such situations where you don't understand what to do next? The point where you want to go in the past and change your decision but you can't is the point where you want to run, run away from everything, even from oneself. This is exactly what I am doing right now!

Not just Milestone. Not just everything happening around me. But my reality. I wanted to escape my reality. Because right now… I didn’t know how much more of it I could take.

C H A P T E R 4 : J U L I E T The people who say you are not facing reality actually mean that you are not facing their idea of reality. Reality is above all else a variable. With a firm enough commitment, you can sometimes create a reality that did not exist before. — Margaret Halsey, No Laughing Matter ~ “That’s Juliet Matthias and one of our girls.” I look at her in disbelief. I pinch myself to make sure I am not dreaming.

Just then I was tugged by someone behind me; it was Hecuba. "It's an illusion," she says, and this time her words sank in. When I looked back, there was no one there, no bodies—it was just the two of us. "Oh, my God." "I know. It can be very realistic," she says. "How could you escape this?" "It was hard, but you have to keep your mind strong and firm; that is, of course, the starting point; you have to convince yourself that nothing you see here is real." I nodded absentmindedly.

Elliot shattered me with his assessment. Taking a deep breath, I contemplated my words. He wasn’t wrong. I choose to live in my own head most days because it’s easier to digest than my reality. But that doesn’t make me ignorant. Closing the distance, I stepped another step closer until we were nearly touching, “While you are not wrong, do you blame me? Do you blame me for escaping my reality when it is so disturbingly bleak? Why choose to punish myself with my reality when I simply don’t have to.”

"This is not real. You should wake up. If you die here, you will never be able to go back to the real world. You will be living in an illusion" How do you know that? "It doesn't matter. Run! The way to out. The way out of your illusions. The way out of your dreams. Accepting the reality. RUN ZIA. RUN" I stood up immediately. This is not Will. It's just my imagination. It's just my--- "Ahh...are you about to run? I like that" He said as he licked his below lip. This is not Will. I started running. "Don't get caught now easily, my rabbit" He started running back

At the end of my speech, I raised my fist and shouted into the camera, "If you're stuck in a dark abyss right now, remember, you can cut through the thorns and build your own ladder to escape! Only you can lead yourself out of despair. "Feel what freedom is like. Go chase your dreams!" After I got off stage, one of my seniors, who was also an invited guest, stopped me. "Do I have the honor of treating you to a cup of coffee?" Sean Whitmore asked. Just as I was about to respond, I spotted a familiar face in the distance. "Adeline…"

I asked, not minding him or looking at him. “Well, there are only a few things someone like you would think about at this point. The first thing is escape. You must be thinking about how you can leave this place.” My heart skipped. Shit! How the hell did he know that's what I had in mind? “Secondly, you might be thinking about how the outside might look. You might even miss freedom. You might be thinking of plenty of things you can do or wish to do if only you were free.” “I'm impressed you can tell what those you have captured are thinking.”

Gorian counted on. Unless that's what Dr. Gorian wants me to believe, the paranoid part of my mind whispers. Unless this entire rescue is just another layer of research designed to study how I’d respond to hope followed by devastation. The possibility is so terrifying that I actually stumble, my legs suddenly unable to support my weight. What if we're not really escaping? What if this apparent freedom is just a larger cage designed to study my psychological responses to rescue? "I can't," I whisper, collapsing to my knees in the grass outside the facility. "I can't tell what's real anymore. Everything could be a lie. Even this."

New! New! New! What are your thoughts? -- Chapter 13. So your type isn't funny, smart and gorgeous? ~~ It was a legendary person who said the words, “When there's a way to escape and you still don't take it, ask yourself why you want to stay.” That person was me, Myra Collins. And I had said these words to Zivah a week back when she had claimed that she no longer had feelings for Sebastian but she didn’t know how to walk away.