Autor: kasper het spookje
Translator: sugarfree
The day which is so important, you can not miss, I missed. I began to sweat by only the thought of it; What about my work, the house, the pets and most of all: What to do with the children.
The morning began as every morning, being in a hurry. As usual I overslept. The rush was very big because of that. You don’t want and can’t come too late. In my hurry I forgot half of my stuff, as usual ofcourse, but that wasn’t the problem. I have always made it on time. Running with coffee in one hand and my traveling bag in the other, I rushed to the train. What a luck I had, the train was still there. Like it was there especially for me, the doors closed when I stepped inside. During the trip I had enough time to control if I had all my important stuff with me. Imagine what would happen if I came to the boat, but forgot my passport. But no, what a luck: I had everything.
The trip to Cyberia has begun; it is good to go to home again. The vulcano is asleep again, which turned my forced vacation into a trip to home, a trip to family and friends. We have almost arrived, about ten minutes and the train will arrive at the station. The train arrives at the station, but what..? Looking back to that moment, my fellow passengers must have looked up weird, I was at the wrong station. What to do? A thousand things went through my mind with the spectre that I would miss the boat. What to do? What will happen to my family, my house en my pets? I was desperate. Only the thought of not be able to go back to Cyberia.. Instead, I had to wait untill the next boat, which would set of after the next eruption of the vulcano. It could take years, I thought. I am doomed. I was watching a recruitment folder hastily.
Sitting in a comfortable airplanechair, I had to think back about everything that happened in such a short time. Why me, what have I done wrong that such a disaster harassed me? I woke up, bathing in sweat, cursed God and woke up the entire plane, but fortunately, it was just a dream.