I am looking at the MRI results. I cannot believe at what they want to reduce me. That bitch dressed in the white medical robe who doesn't know anything. She tells me they are just bones, tumours, and fat. It is impossible. I am matter. Life. I am atom and recycled molecules from dinosaurs and stars, the surviving bacterium, parasite in love with existence. She dared to explain to me that I have just six months left. The Law of Conservation of mass, dear girl, the same quantity of matter remains the same before and after. So much tragedy. It's just a simple reorganization of the atoms.
(Translated by Beatrice-Ioana Huruială / 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 April 2022, the group has 8,175 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. 
