I forget, I forget everything. At first, I used to forget the painful ones. My soul was hurting, bang, let's put it in the box of forgotten things; if I had a thought that hurt, I would push it immediately down a slide in the abyss. And it worked. I had found the solution. Then I applied it to all kind of issues; I would sweep all tension under the rug; I'd forget all the hardships, while oblivion lay like a white silence. And this silence seems to keep dwelling in me. What was I saying? I have a flaw? Ah, yes. I do not know which one, but I am, nevertheless, dealing with it.
(Translated by Raluca Simion / 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. 
