I thought I knew the Community Center inside out but this tall lad who asked me to dance made me see it in a whole new light. A green one, like his eyes. He twirled me, threw me into the four winds, caught me each time, I was an extension of his arm, we became enveloped. I didn't touch the ground, he grabbed me from under my arms and taught me how to fly. On the side, my playmates were giggling furtively and granny was shooting him daggers. When she'll grow up, she'll be my woman. You're looking for trouble, said granny. They grow up hard.
(Translated by Ana Stănilă / 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 May 2021, the group has 6.400 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, Răzvan Penescu, and Luchian Abel. (Drawing by Adrian T. Roman)
Versiunea în română a acestui text se poate citi aici, în rubrica Ficţiuni Reale. 
