I feel the rain of my mother's tears breaking on my inert eyelids. I'm just a body lying on the hot asphalt and the ball I was running after in the middle of the street was leaning against a tree that said Free Hugs. I could hear the voices of the crowd. They had gathered around me, and the driver, he was on the phone with the Ambulance Service. In that asymptomatic light I tried to move but it was impossible. For several tens of seconds there was deafening darkness. When I opened my eyes a white robe had a flashlight right in my face.
(Translated by Andreea Denisa Dinu / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year II / 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 April 2023, the group has 11,000 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. 
