Escaping Reality

As a little girl I used to write down all of my dreams. They all involved me, happy little Avery Marie Lockhart. Some dreams would be about how I defeated an alien on a planet full of bubblegum, and others were how I lived on a farm with my perfect family raising two chickens and a duck. I would dream about how I would become famous, and buy my dad everything he ever wanted. I was the one who supported the family... I took care of it all.
Things have changed now. I still write down all of my dreams, they’re just not so happy anymore. Little Miss Avery grew up. And her dreams have turned into nightmares. That alien that I defeated has come back to haunt me, along with all of its other monster friends. Some nightmares are just memories, about how mom died. Or some are about what would happen if dad ran out of alcohol.
I have had this one dream though, many times. It’s about me, escaping from here.
Leaving this place behind me and moving on. But it always stops before the very end, so I never know if I actually do escape.