When I was 16 I was playfully dreaming of. It was so good to be with. When I was 25, I was only thinking about. I wasn't in the mood for. When I was almost 35, I started to understand that. It would've been perfect if. But they told me to. When I turned 45, I knew that was the last train to. But time was only passing by. In my 50s, I was doubting there was any purpose for. I've always believed in. When I was 60, I told myself that. Even so, I hat to. At least in my 70s. Who knows, if only I were. Today, when I'm 80, there's still time for. Yes. Maybe I'll be 16 again. Maybe I could do everything different. Maybe?
(Translated by Andreea Tobă / 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. 
