Today, God, today. Today I hit a parked car. I received a message and forgot that I've put it in reverse. And then I bumped into a pole, I was on foot at least. I was looking at my phone. I have a black eye. Also today, I forgot my purse at the café. I had a missed call from an unknown number and I left to call back. When I came back, the purse was no longer there. I've also set the couch on fire today. My cigar fell out of the ashtray, I was in a hurry because someone was calling me. I didn't live today, I've only waited. In vain. He still didn't call me.
(Translated by Georgiana Morozii / 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 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. 
