They spoke loudly and kept spinning around Aurică. He was wearing his Sunday clothes and was fighting a croissant, and I had no idea what was going on. I sat in a corner, using an unsharpened pencil to draw either a sun, cause I was really cold, or two circles that were meant to be shoes, cause mine had holes in them. Just as I was about to draw my granny to show her that I wasn't mad at her for going up into the sky to God, I hear a
His mom is here to get him coming from the orphanage's yard and I thought:
Mom, what is that, a mom?(Translated by Bianca Ioana Prisecaru / 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 June 2023, the group has 11,430 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. 
