Christina Stefanakou
Bio
Writing my dreams and nightmares out.
Stories (3/0)
Stories Told From Balconies
I have the fondest feelings when it comes to balconies. Whether they be attached to an apartment complex or a three-story home, on the side or the front or the back of a building, it is an escape from reality for the storytellers, the daydreamers, and whomever is luckily enough to have one.
By Christina Stefanakou3 years ago in Confessions
Just the Two of Us
It’s my tenth birthday today. My mum got me a piece of chocolate cake. But it’s not just any chocolate cake, rather my favorite one. It has three layers of moist chocolate sponge cake separated by the creamiest hazelnut mousse I have ever tasted in my few young years of life. To top that, it is covered by a chocolate ganache with cocoa powder. It is the ultimate chocolate cake experience. But it is not how it looks, taste or feels that makes the cake special; it’s the memories that I have of it. My mum and I would always stop by the bakery near my school to buy this piece of chocolate cake after she picked me up at the end of the school day. We would take it, sit on the wooden bench outside the bakery, and share it. Just the two of us. My mum always had a sweet tooth and the smile that it would put on her face after taking a bite made the experience unforgettable.
By Christina Stefanakou3 years ago in Fiction