I need this, I can't throw it away. I put it next to the other bags. I'll keep this envelope, maybe it will come in handy someday. A flyer, a bus ticket. The letters I haven't had the chance to send you. I keep anything, I just can't throw them away. Although I don't have room for so many unnecessary things in the house. I'm not trying to keep you. I think I valued you the most when we were together. Is this thought about you? My fondest memories never happened.
(Translated by Andreea-Simona Trufin / 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. 
