Yesterday I turned 8 years old. Instead of being happy, I was very sad. Mommy got bad news through the Global Mental Communication System. Always connected to its wavelength, I heard it too: I failed the IQ test. At the limit, it's true. They did it three times and each time it came out a little under 150. Mommy unsuccessfully challenged the result. I found out the following: in a year they will take out my eggs. I'm not afraid of surgery, but I would have loved to have children, like mom and dad.
(Translated by Emilia-Georgiana Călinescu / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year II / 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 November 2021, the group has 7.500 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. 
