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Well my classmate "just"died . He was an orphan living with his aunt 

He go to a picnic with 5 of his friends  . There he was influence by alcohol and stupidity jump into a pothole typa ig and his body was pulled down . They were able to recovered his body after 3hrs. Well I have no sadness of him dying but a constant thought lingers that a one point you're enjoying your time and I a instant your dead . I too have the fear of suffocating till death . It like you have no control no power, slowly it devour . Well I just hate to be that guy , he seem to be a social person and very active . He might just have plans for today but couldn't live to see it . I'm just sharing it , not asking for sympathy or anything. by "just" I mean on 8 Oct not now

maybe the pic is too much 

This type of pothole