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Lorelai Gilmore held her breath as she anticipated for the clock to strike twelve, waiting to make sure her parents were fast asleep. She assumed they probably were since they were old for their young age, but she just wanted to confirm.

As Lorelai listened closely for any sound of movement coming from her parents' bedroom, Father Time slowly changed his clock to midnight. Immediately, distant church bells started to ring twelve times in a row. A normal family would've awoken from the obnoxious noise, groaning as they used their pillows to cover their ears from the clamor that woke them up in the first place.

The Gilmore family was different. When the church bells rang, they entered the state of Rapid Eye Movement, which is also known as REM. The sound caused their Grinch-like hearts to believe it was some sort of soundmachine, and not the music the bells bellowed so loudly.

Lorelai Gilmore knew greed was in her parent's hearts, which is why she had to leave. She couldn't bear to live in the place ruled by Republicans, especially since they could afford so much but give so little. As much as her parents argued with her, it always felt like her opinions were more valid, more informed, and better researched.

Lorelai slowly crept out of bed, letting the bells' beautiful song be heard by her ears. Only did she pick up the song the bells' loudly bellowed.

She finally exhaled the breath she was holding in for so long, steadying her respiration after a moment of hyperventilation, since she hadn't inhaled oxygen for a few long seconds.

Lorelai Gilmore knew her parents were asleep. The thought caused the lateral commissure of her lip to form a small smile.

She was almost free.

Lorelai carefully opened the latch on her bedroom window like it was a glass jar, trying to avoid any loud noises that might be triggered by it.

Although the church bells soothed the Gilmores to fall into a state of Rapid Eye Movement, Emily could wake up at any moment. She had the ears of a bat. Any sudden noise that seemed anything at all unusual, caused her mother to wake up. Her initial reaction would be to check on Lorelai since she had a tendency to sneak out often.

She pushed the window open as fast as she could because it had a tendency to make a lot of noise when it opened slowly, like a door with the hinges on backwards.

The cool breeze quickly ran it's way inside the house, which Lorelai loved. She stuck her head out the window, getting a sense of the fresh air she was about to escape into. Her dark, curly hair blew behind her like it was from a scene from Titanic.

She was about to leave...forever…

Lorelai exhaled as she looked behind herself, giving her room one last look before she ran off into the unknown. She almost felt sorrow in the deepest part of her stomach when she saw her dollhouse in the corner of her room: the best part of her childhood.

When Lorelai was little, there was nothing she wanted more than a "normal" kid's room: horribly painted walls with a color too bright, a small bed that she could fall off of, and a shelf full of the books she was never allowed to read.

She patted the men's casual bag (a man purse) that was filled with the books that she had stolen or hidden in her room for all of these years: War and Peace, Moby Dick, Sense and Sensibility, Grapes of Wrath, etc. The bag also had about two-hundred dollars in it, just in case she needed it. Other than two changes of clothes, that was about it. She didn't bring much since she was starting a new life. You didn't need anything to do that.

Lorelai gave her room one last look, spotting the very depressing note on her desk, which she had left for her parents. She had hoped they would find it without trouble, and they wouldn't grieve that she was gone.

After all, how she could stay when she was forced to marry a man she didn't love. She just couldn't. Maybe, she'd come back when things cooled down (in about a decade or so), but it wasn't expected.

Lorelai climbed out of the window, and carefully planted both feet on the gutters, making sure she didn't fall on the ground twenty feet below.

She started to breathe a little heavier when she realized how high she was, especially when she was in such a fragile condition.

If she fell, two died.

As Lorelai always did when she snuck out, she carefully turned around one hundred and eighty degrees to face the tree five feet away. She grasped the stone and expensive roofing with her fingers, while her fingernails clawed into the dried mortar. Lorelai also tried as hard as she could to not let her gym shoes slip on the extremely sturdy, wet gutters.

She really didn't feel like dying tonight.

Lorelai exhaled heavily as she looked below her once more, seeing how far up she was. Vomit slowly started to rise in her throat as she quickly averted her gaze by looking up at the tree face to face. As Lorelai tried to pull herself together, she suddenly became aware of how dizzy she was, and knew she had to jump to the tree quickly.

Instead of having the strap of her purse on the shoulder closest to the bag, she pulled it over her neck and onto the shoulder furthest from it, a feeling that made her feel quite adventurous.

She bit her down on her lip hard, trying to feel some pain to help wake up a little. If only she were allowed to drink some coffee! Lorelai brought both of her hands in front of herself, like she was in a defensive position in basketball, and started to swing both of her arms back and forth in order to start picking up momentum. As she picked up more and more impetus, her purse started to swing back and forth to the rhythm her body moved. Then, she jumped.

As she was in the air, she felt that split second of freedom, and it overcame her. She felt like she could have flown, that's how good it felt. Sadly, the feeling only lasted half a second. It ended when she crashed into the tree she was supposed to grab.

Her original plan was to jump onto the thick branch that was next to the trunk so she could easily climb down, but she jumped the wrong way. Instead of landing on the branch, her chest hit the trunk, causing a thawk sound effect. To which, Lorelai replied with a groan, cutting her lip as she bit it harder.

If she didn't have such quick reflexes, Lorelai would've died that night. As she started to fall, she hit a few branches and leaves, while the bark caused whatever was hit to bleed. Lorelai was terrified.

She saw the last branch to the tree below her, realizing if she didn't do something she'd die. Lorelai reached her hands out, ready to grab it, not worried at all about hurting them. As she started to fall past the branch, she used all of her strength to catch it, causing both of her hands to sting with unbearable pain. She bit down on her lip even harder from it, cursing to herself as she realized she was dangling from the tree.

All worry was lost when she looked down, realizing the jump wasn't that far, and she was perfectly capable of doing it herself.

Lorelai let go of the branch, her feet vibrating as they hit the mud-covered ground, causing her white gym shoes to become dirty. She didn't really care. The first thing she did was hold both her hands together as tightly as possible, trying to get rid of the unbearable pain that stung like one thousand bee stings.

She knew she had to deal with the pain for a little while longer because she had longed to leave for almost all of her life. She didn't want to get caught.

Lorelai stopped rubbing her hands together, wincing in pain as the stinging got worse once she removed them. She rubbed her stomach since it started to hurt, whispering, "Are you okay in there?"

Of course, there was no answer.

Lorelai gripped the strap of her purse with her right hand, walking away from her house. Her plan was to never see this place again.

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