It had been 14 days already since I've been in the otherworld and I couldn't find any escape. I had tried to blackmail Petre about three times, but he was worse than Clint Eastwood in
Gran Torino. I would have jumped over the fence if I knew where it was. When I saw the first angel playing the harp I thought that I grabbed HIM by the legs, but it was just a ticklish angel and that was it. Then I heard his voice: I see that you're looking for trouble, son, won't you calm down? Lord, I want to be in a parallel universe, I'm sick of angels. And I woke up on Earth.
(Translated by Claudia Cioplea / 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 June 2022, the group has 8,500 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. 
