And yet I have it right now in the corner of my mouth as your words overwhelm me. But I'm human just like you and I like everything you like. And something more, ok. You are playing with my description and I really want to play, but not role playing, not poker, I want to have my knees bruised near the slides. I want to run around and be unrecognizable. To play, to get out of me the little boy I was, to climb the trees as if they were a stage and I would be his only audience. Nothing about applause, today I'm just smiling.
(Translated by Delia-Maria Cocoș / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year II / 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 October 2022, the group has 9,400 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. 
