I've had enough. Too hot, food is little and bad, dehydration, insect bites. And the neighbors don't seem nice to me either. It rarely rains and then I remember the endless rains at home. I was tired of the cold of the north and took a charter package to an exotic resort with turquoise water. The storm caught us on our way, diverted us a few hundred miles, and we literally plunged into this wilderness island, away from the commercial routes. I hope they didn't give up looking for us yet.
(Translated by Georgiana Carmen Rădulescu / 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 Ficțiuni Reale. 
