Cristina had 3 girls and a boy. The most beautiful, kind, smart and loving children. They all fasted, went to church, took confession. There was a lot of love. No dad though. He was not satisfied, he was not around them, with them, for them, nor together. Had this painful snobbery of the graduate student disapproving of them other who had given up college for children. The kids didn't want to hate. Happiness together became happiness with their mother. She encouraged them, indulged them, with pain and love. They loved the Holy Joy. Dad didn't. When I get older, I will be Cristina.
(Translated by Andreea Theodora Drăgan / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year II / Corrected by prof. dr. Nadina Vișan / 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. 
