My mother gave birth to me and then left. I've been living alongside others, just like me, begging for parental love, not having too much luck though. Soon I understood that begging was not an option, I went to school, I learned, in order to make a living. Later on, I had my own child which I brought up, perhaps without too many toys and clothes, but with endless hugs and kisses and I always held his hand, till the day his hands became wings. Mommy, have I ever told you that you're the best mom in the world?
(Translated by Diana Stănescu / 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 Ficțiuni Reale. 
