He was smiling. Somehow, at nobody. And seemingly at everybody. Somewhat a simper. He wasn't stupid. He only didn't know how to say. He didn't understand words like ADHD, hyperkinesis or autism. He was happy to receive a cup of water. He rejoiced at a little bowl with a little soup in it. He laughed when he smelled a little steak. He grunted happily when he tasted pizza or shawarma. He'd surpassed me by half a head in height. And in shoe size by three. Boy, how much more are you going to keep growing? He gave me a sly smile. Where do you see yourself in the future? Nowhere, daddy. Always with you.
(Translated by Ioana Ștefan / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year I / Corrected 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 March 2023, the group has 10,790 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, Luchian Abel, and Vlad Mușat. (Drawing by Adrian T. Roman)
Versiunea în română a acestui text se poate citi aici, în rubrica Ficțiuni Reale. 
