[100 Words is a story in 100 words or less, based off the word in the title.]
Not just escaping from a place, a place you can leave behind. You can travel to new continents, to new places, eat new food, smell new air.
But you can’t escape your past. You can’t escape yourself.
You can’t rip out those memories, those thoughts. You can’t free yourself form them.
So they haunt you, forever.
There is no escape.