I know it will take a couple of months until I go back home. I have my teddy bear, Bubu, deep buried in my arms. It's all piece and quiet in the hospital and the same neon light enlighten the way in the building. There is a room at the end of the hallway where sick children are taken to. Some of them never come back, a fact that disturbs my mind. My mother caresses me and sometimes plays waves sounds on her phone. A nice lady drew us a sun on the wall and all I have in mind is travelling. Today I'm camping. At sunrise I spot in the distance a boat with children sailing to infinity.
(Translated by Luciana-Maria Buruiană / 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 August 2021, the group has 7.000 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. 
