Between the cold lattices, the warm wound brought him a hot relief, but the cold hand with which he had wiped the blood on his forehead left him with a chilly sensation that this
beat-up will not be his last. Hardly had he finished his thought when a
strong-arm father grabbed him by the remaining hair and dragged him along the
faeces-covered floor, yelling. I brought you into this world, I can take you out, boy. The contorted face began to say, I'm not going to die today. Tomorrow is another day. The monster forced his mouth wide with two fingers and poured Varat inside. You won't get another day.
(Translated by Tania Diniță / 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. 
