Quotes About Escaping Reality Novels & Stories

Sarah's POV When I submitted my application to leave the pack to the administration center, the elder in charge of the registration thought that he had misread it. "Sarah Holloway! You're leaving the Snowlight Pack?" "Yes. I felt my mate calling out to me through the mind-link a few days ago," I said, repeating the excuse I'd prepared beforehand. "He told me that he's in the Neutral Zone, and I'm planning to take Nora there to reunite with him."

I commanded, my eyes undergoing a noticeable transformation in color. "Listen, Alicia, I am an inseparable part of you, and you are an inseparable part of me. Escape is an illusion for us both. I reside within you, and you reside within me, now and forever. There is no way out," the whisperer proclaimed vehemently, igniting a surge of anger within me.

And that too inside a house. Hmm. I think am starting to hallucinate. 'My Lady please don't be sad. Please try to remain positive my lady.' Who's talking, someone's trying to comfort me, am not even allowed to be sad, am about to be killed but am not allowed to feel hurt, am not allowed to be free, that's why I came here, to escape from everything, but am still trapped. But, where am I trying to escape from? Just what am I trying to escape from? Why am I always running, it feels like an endless cycle. I want to be alone from the rest of the world.

“We can always run.” “That’s too far,” the anxious girl interjects and what she has said makes us silent. That’s true. She has been silent since we have started to share some ideas on how to escape this place. She’s not wrong but seeing Stacey and everyone’s state right now, we have to do everything to leave this place. “There’s no assurance that if we die here, our actual bodies will also die in reality,” she adds. “So I’m thinking... what if we kill ourselves here instead?”

he said. “Don’t confuse your reality with the hallucinations you suffered. They are two different realities. You’re living in this one, and the other one simply doesn’t exist. It was a dream, a safe space for your mind. It’s ultimately how you survived not being broken by your captors.” “I know all that. I’m not stupid either.”

far away to a place that she dreamed of but didn't exists, away from failed dreams and boring routines. At least when she went far away from home she could take off the different masks and hats she wore to adapt to the kind of lifestyle she didn't dream of having, but ended up going with the flow instead of going against the current. The only outlet she had was a blog she had and, a couple of stories she wrote not escape from reality, but make sense of it.

No one had forced him. “You said he used to torture your mother...No....that was just a lie you had always told yourself cause even you can’t accept this reality! ” She grabbed his chin and looked straight into his eye. He was trembling. Every word that she said was true; he was running away from reality. But now it was standing right in front of him, laughing at him like he was a loser.

My reflection looks composed, Chin lifted, face perfect and shoulders straight but inside…. Am a mess! Inside I am counting exits. Distance, Speed, time. Is it too late for me to make my escape now? They’ve finally gotten what they wanted by profiting off me, so when I do escape they shouldn’t come after me right? Or Could I open the door at this velocity? Would I survive the fall? Would it matter if I did? No! There’s no running from an organization that owns half the country, there’s no running from an organization that has you shackled like a prisoner.

Dummy. These people are really dumb… is that even how you whisper? I can clearly hear them, I thought, rolling my eyes. Maya, I said to myself, you’re in a life-threatening situation, and you’re being casual? Well, I don’t feel so panicked. I don’t know why I have hope that I’ll be free. But oh well—I have to focus on how to escape and stop my silly mind from making me delusional. Isla nodded and cleared her throat.

“What’s wrong with doing all those things with me? I’ll have you know, many girls will scramble for a chance to be in a relationship with me. I’m a catch, you know.” “‘Reality can be beaten with enough imagination’. Yann Martel.” Silence. “What does that mean?” I gave a heavy sigh and went back to scribbling and striking out. This was going to be a very trying time.