Grandma had told her that the two of them had come into the world holding hands. They resembled one another like two dew drops, she said. But her parents had only kept her, and she never understood why. The guilt had made them always look at her with regret. Even she wondered at times whether the other wouldn't be better for them. She was glad, nevertheless, that she had been taken somewhere else, and she didn't have to live in this abandoned village. Now she would get to meet her and her entire body was trembling. God, it's like she's me, she thought as the door opened.
(Translated by Oana-Roxana Dicilea / 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. 
