Quotes On Escaping Reality Novels & Stories

“Don’t think of anything stupid while you are here. You won’t be able to escape, so throw that thought from your head.” “I don’t plan to escape,” I replied immediately. That was a half-truth. If I could, I’d try. If not, then I’d have to wait patiently while praying. He didn’t respond anymore, then I faintly heard him walk away from my cell. I guess this was it—the waiting game. ***

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.”

Standing in the overgrown lot, the faint glow of Vale’s screen reflecting shifting lines across his face, the children huddled together behind Lena, Jamal watching the streets like something might burst through at any second, And beneath it all was the pulse that get closer now. Stronger. No longer distant, no longer abstract. It was here. “You need to explain this,” Jamal said, his voice low but sharp. “Because ‘disconnecting from reality’ sounds like a terrible plan.” I did not look at him. Not yet. Because if I broke focus now and if I let doubt take hold, I would not be able to do this. “It is not disconnecting from reality,” I said slowly. “It is disconnecting from their interpretation

"Tell me, I know I'm immortal, I know everything is arranged in this world but I still hope I have memories and remember everything, I I don't want to forget anything." When she was in a coma, Sharmaine chose to escape the cruel reality of her dream, she refused to wake up, she chose to sleep forever. No one could advise Sharmaine¸ she was frightened by this world. Sharmaine escaped reality by leaving the real world, Sharmaine fell into a white dream,

My mother dragged me out of my biological father's brutality, and I thought we had finally escaped. Then she married the Don of the Falcone family. The woman who once fought to protect me completely changed. To secure my stepfather's approval and coddle his beloved Sofia, she stood by and let them turn me into a servant in the house I was supposed to call home. Every time I pushed back, they pushed harder. Every time I begged to be seen, I was met with contempt. My biological father's fists left scars on my body. This family's marks went deeper—into my bones. So I stopped. If they never wanted me there, I would stop breaking myself for their hollow approval. I would take my own life back. In

“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?”

What if I keep pulling and end up with nothing? I’ve rejected reality for years, running from it, chasing distractions. What if this is all just a dream? What if Mom never suffered a stroke, and I’m in a coma—or just sleeping? And this world… this world I live in… doesn’t exist? Oh, how I wish. I wanted to end it all sometimes, just to wake up and shatter this illusion. Even if it meant turning my back on the people who helped me stand when I had nothing to give.

he spit the name out as if it was an insult before continuing, "He is hiding you away from ones that could offer more protection. He will chain you to his guilt and I would never chain you, Lilly. I would let you burn." Something in me recoiled at his words but another part, the one that had felt the strange pull in her blood since the world ended, trembled in recognition. He leaned closer until his lips grazed my ear as he whispered, "When the settlements walls crumble you will find me." “Stay away from me and stay out of my head," I told him sharply. Riven leaned back and smiled sadly as he said, "I can't since you are already inside mine." The dream fractured with the light exploding and

He sighed and pulled out a small cell phone. "Yeah, it happened again," the janitor said into the phone. "The characters tried to escape to the real world. I’m starting the factory reset now. Send in the new drafts." He walked over to a big red switch on the wall labeled: Reality Override. "Wait!" I tried to scream, but my mouth was solid gold. The janitor reached for the switch.

I gripped my boarding pass, my knuckles turning white. Goodbye, Lord of Shadows. Goodbye, that foolish Aurora. I stepped into the boarding tunnel, not looking back. Outside the glass window behind me, the massive silver bird was waiting to carry me to freedom, to the man who had been waiting for me in Los Angeles—Lucian Ashford. Whether it's hell or heaven, as long as Kieran isn't there, anywhere is fine.