He hits me in the face. It hurts. Blood is flowing from my lip. It's like I am getting dizzy. I quickly grab a catarrh and try to hit him on the head. I fail to hit him. I get up. I start to run. I feel like I have branches under my feet. I feel him trying to catch me. I feel his fingernails on my back. He's strong. It's my fault. I challenged him. I had to behave just like he asked me to. I have to escape. I know I can escape. I can make fear disappear. I'm going to jump from one brain to another. I'm not hurt. I'm not bleeding. I'm not running. I do not exist.
(Translated by Ana-Maria Muşetescu / 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 July 2021, the group has 6.800 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. 
