I had taken a year off. I had worked on the ship and raised enough money. At that time, my niece (my father, poor man, nicknamed her Carlos) was still young, and my sister often called on me to babysit. Maximum fun. One evening, after hard work of clarification, I finally convinced her to go to bed. I stood in the doorway for a while, listening to her pray. Please, God, make me a good girl. Make me listen to mommy for at least a week, because I want to, God, but I can't.
(Translated by Mălina Ioana Butaru / 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 January 2022, the group has 7.830 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. 
