My girlfriend doesn'tknwo to keep a secret. When she asked me about my family, I told her that everybody is fine and that I have kept them, for years, under control. She jumped from the bed, opened the window and cried for help. She was in bare breasts and her hair was messy. When the policemen came, she told them I was a psychopath. She was crying. She was still bare breasts and her hair was still messy. I gave the key to the policemen, they opened the lock and all the monsters from my diary came out. They amended me for disturbing the public peace.
(Translated by Iuliana Mocanu / 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 July 2022, the group has 8,750 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. 
