One morning, when Gregor
He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly domed.
What's happened to me?
Drops of rain could be heard hitting the pane, which made him feel quite sad.
However hard he threw himself onto his right
He must have tried it a hundred times, shut his eyes so that he wouldn't have to look at the floundering legs, and only stopped when he began to feel..