For 13 weeks, I carried you under my heart. 91 days. Almost. When you weren't around anymore, everyone rushed to assure me that it wasn't my fault. That I shouldn't blame myself. Such things happen. It doesn't mean I won't be able to be happy anymore. That I should indulge myself, because I'll have others too. The day you were no more around, I went deaf, and forgetting the purpose of words, I couldn't tell anyone what had happened to me. Over time, I understood that it was easier to shake my head, without telling them that since you've been gone, there's no more me.

(Translated by Andreea Zofotă / 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 April 2021, the group has 5.600 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 almost daily. The group's coordinators are Florin Piersic Jr., Gabriel Molnar, Răzvan Penescu, and Luchian Abel. (Drawing by Adrian T. Roman)

Versiunea în română a acestui text se poate citi aici, în rubrica Ficţiuni Reale.

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