I don't think I'll keep him if the genetic test comes out wrong, it's too hard having a child with special needs, I told myself back then. The test came out perfectly, I gave birth to him easily and for a year and a half, our life went on normally. And, at some point, my angel stopped pointing, then he stopped looking at me, then he stopped responding when I called his name, then he stopped saying anything at all. And here we are, both of us, leaning again how to paint in blue the sense of the world, using pictograms. Now and forever our lives changed. Any other choice, however, is unimaginable.
(Translated by Cosmina-Florentina Ciobanu / 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. 
