I'm hiding under the bed. My muscles begin to remind me that this fateful age can teach them step dance, numbing and trembling them more like jelly. But I resist. Who put me up for one last break in, just when they want to procreate? Oh, dear, what's he doing? To have triumph, he takes his smurf pill. Look, God, what a mess you got me into. Ho, you desperate, don't jump on her like that, you'll tear her apart and she won't give you any little baby anymore. Besides, you're hitting me with this loose bow right in surgery. You little shit.
(Translated by Cristina-Nicoleta Costache (Mircea) / 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. 
