All of them were there, his drunkard father, who would beat the crap out of him whenever angry or out of pleasure, his mother, who would always call him a loser, and other relatives who would love him only after he'd run away and made a fortune that now had to be divided. Theoretically, he wasn't dead. He just had to be disconnected, for, in reality, he wouldn't stand a chance. They pushed the button and cut off the life-support. When the long beep was heard, he opened his eyes, jolted up, and said, looking around: God, can't I get rid of you even here?

(Translated by Alexandr Cotar / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year II / 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, setting their texts within the limit of 500 symbols (in Romanian language, so in English the limit might be a little different) - a flash-fiction exercise with an almost daily changed topic. 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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