10th April, 1912

I will never forget that night. Who could have foreseen what destiny had prepared for us! The night was cold but the sea was calm and shone in the night under the starry night, We had just had dinner and decided to take a walk on deck to enjoy the quiet night, Suddenly a sharp noise like a crash broke the silence. After that it is hard to remember exactly what happened there.

We felt the ship tremble under our feet as we ran inside to find out what was going on. Before anyone could give us an explanation, the whole ship was shaking, the walls collapsing, hundreds of people running here and there, screaming in terror.

I could not believe my eyes. It was the biggest and safest ship that had ever been built…It could not be sinking

But it was…and at an unbelievable speed

I stopped thinking. I didn’t know what to do or what I was doing. I ran here and there following the flow of passengers, trying from time to time to spot a friendly face. I heard the screams of terror and the firm voices of the officers trying to control the situation.

I was running wild not knowing where to or what for exactly. Suddenly I realized where the flow was pushing me to: the boats.

The boats…yes, of course, the boats. We were all going to escape in the boats. I had seen them before hanging at the sides of the ship and then they were meaningless to me. Now the boats meant salvation, survival, my only chance to escape. And there was no other thought in my head, banging like a hammer: the boats, the boats...

I tried to make my way among the crowd, pushing everybody in my way. But when I finally got there, the officer stopped me: women and children first. You’ll have to wait, sir.

No, no, no. I could not wait. No way. I had to get in one of those boats. I had to. I simply had to. I could not die there.

So I pushed the officer out of my way and got in the boat. Oh yes, I was finally safe. I was getting away from hell and I felt relieved.

The minutes there seemed like hours. But soon we were out in the sea and I knew all I had to do was wait for a ship to come rescue us. Just wait.

The boat was getting farther away from the magnificent sinking ship and I still could see lots of people on its deck fighting desperately to get in a boat. But there were not enough boats, not enough boats for everybody. The ship was sinking fast and the people were sinking with it. No chance to survive in the icy waters of the Atlantic ocean.

I saw them die and I could picture their faces.

And I blamed myself for being alive. And I felt it was unfair that I was going to live whereas so many were dying in front of me. I hated myself for my selfishness.

Yet I was so glad I had made it.

(Para el q no lo pille... el tio se suicida)

Aparte de esto nada más... mandar animos a la personilla que no lo está pasando bien... Lo siento pero a veces es bueno abrir los ojos y ver la realidad aunq duela... pero si es mejor, es mejor... lo siento, de verdad. Animo es lo que unico que te puedo mandar, asi que...

Ya sabes, para lo que necesites, ..Lau!