It's time we take him off life support. Mom's despondent crying was like a lullaby. Let me go, mother, death will be my refuge, I promise it will be you who'll give birth to me again. Come to terms with it, mother. My heart will beat in the chest of the cyanotic little girl in ward 101 and part of my liver will go to the little yellow boy who always comes to comfort me. My kidneys are a perfect fit for two other babies and my eyes, yes, my eyes will always look at you with a smile, in your kindergarten. I'm going. I'll leave you the gift of one tear.
(Translated by Cristina Ioana Bontea / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year I / 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 November 2022, the group has 9,580 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. 
