He had taken everything. She was left standing in the middle of the empty house eating sunflower seeds. And chocolate. The few clothes she had were thrown on the floor, and the court subpoena was next to them. She had read it three times. Divorce. The house was hers but everything else was his. That's what it said. Then she remembered that he had taken her belongings but he couldn't take away what she was. She had degrees. Books. Joy. Zest for life. And an ounce of beautiful madness. They were all hers. She started laughing. The sun cast a few rays her way and she caught them with her look turning them into hope.
(Translated by Ruxandra Adriana Dodoiu / 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. 
