I thought airplanes came from foreign countries full of sweets and toys. I used to run in the garden after them, with my hands waiving through the air and singing loudly "I am a little airplane, now watch me fly". I was hoping the pilot would see me and throw me at least one Gumela; I was tired of chewing dried grains of wheat. Now, every time I am in a plane, I have the urge to threat the pilot with a gun and make him throw away from the airplane packages of candies. Perhaps, somewhere on a field, a little girl is running barefoot through the grass, with her eyes up to the sky.
(Translated by Raluca Simion / 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. 
