twins had lost the one who gave birth to them. C'mon girl, I don't like all this bawling just for the sake of bawling. Shut up already, that's what people like, that's what sells well. And the sex. But the hypocritical kind. Meaning? Meaning you tell others
oh goodness, I'm writing such obscenities, before writing porn right on top of your religion. Okay, so they lost their dad too. You're overdoing it already. No girl, I'm adapting. Afterwards, each of them lost their dad and their mom. But weren't they siblings? And the lonely night enveloped everything like metaphor wrapped around one's mind.
(Translated by Marta Fulga / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year II / Corrected by conf. dr. Daria Protopopescu / Edited 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. 
