My grandmother wasn't ready to take care of the unwanted child of her own unwanted child. This was how the things were back then: children were unwanted, especially by divorced mothers. Life with Grandma was not like in fairy tales, but like in the Memorial of Pain. The last time I saw her, she greeted me with a wide smile and her eyes filled with tears. I was also moved by her joy and because I finally saw love in her eyes. I'm glad to see you, she said. She hugged me, then whispered in my ear: I don't know who you are anymore.
(Translated by Otilia Mocanu / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year I / Corrected by Silvia Petrescu, coordinator of the translations)Real Fiction is a collective project started in 2013 by Florin Piersic Jr. The concept of Real Fiction continued to exist as a Facebook group, after a volume of stories was published at Humanitas Publishing House. (In March 2021, the group has 4.300 members.) The authors write ultra-short stories, with the texts limited to 500 characters (in Romanian, so the length of the English translation might be a little different) - a flash-fiction exercise on a topic that changes every few days. The group's coordinators are Florin Piersic Jr., Gabriel Molnar, and Luchian Abel. (Drawing by Adrian T. Roman)
Versiunea în română a acestui text se poate citi aici, în rubrica Ficţiuni Reale. 
