I was sleeping peacefully in my warm bed. No noise. It was the movement that woke me up. Gentle, slow. Left, right, leeft, riight. Aha, that's the roll, the ship's oscillation around the longitudinal axis. It took quite a while. Then the pitching began. Forward, backward, forward, backward. And the noise. Shaky, stronger and stronger. After a while I felt the explosion. A misty stream pulled me out of bed and threw me into the darkness of the ocean. It's not as cold as in Titanic, it's actually nice. I think I'll last 9 months here.
(Translated by Carla-Marina Ştefănescu / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year I / Corrected by Silvia Petrescu, coordinator of the translations)
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