The Red Means I Love You

Aliana Demarkez was just a normal human girl. The year was 1987 and she was like any other 19 year old back then, finding her aspiration. She decided she wanted to travel to seek her dreams which were covered in a misty fog. She picked up the phone and told the operator she'd like to speak to the airline company. "Hi, I'd like to book a plane ticket to Mount Olympus?" "Okay! Just let me know which flight you'd like to book and your information!" Aliana read her information aloud to the lady on the other end of the line. God did her voice sound pretty. "Alright your flight is booked! Have a wonderful evening!" she said in her sweet peppy voice. Aliana hung up the phone and began packing. She packed her clothes, hygiene products, her Polaroid, stationary kit, and her journal. She knew this was a bit spur of the moment but something on Mount Olympus was calling to her. She stuffed her suitcase in her cluddered car. She hopped in the drivers seat and sped down the highway. She swung the steering wheel so she would slide into a parking spot. She hassled her luggage out of the crowded car and walked into the airport. She had a "small" tussle with TSA over her calligraphy pens but she won the argument since she wouldn't give up. She got into the plane and heaved the luggage into the baggage area. When she sat in her seat, she went to sleep to pass the time. When she woke up, she began writing about the Greek goddesses. She decided to write about Athena because she was so gorgeous and perfect. She wrote for 8 whole hours. She was pretty sure writing was her dream but she'd always look for an excuse to travel.