Time flies by so fast. I cannot find that word. Why is the key in the fridge? How do I read a clock? How much money do I have in my pocket? Where do I live? Why do I have to wear clothes? Why do I need to wash? What is my name? Who is this woman? What do all these people want? Is this child mine? What is wrong, sweetheart? I feel helpless. The sparkle in your eyes is gone. My whole world collapsed. You are a vision, but you are fading. You want to go home. Snakes slither up the walls in your house. I find you in the snow. Stay a little bit longer. You look at me with lifelesseyes. I freeze.
(Translated by Valentina Mihai / 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. 
