I found out this afternoon that a student died on campus last night. He had come home from a normal night out with his friends. He was in second year like me, and stayed at the building next to the one I stayed at last year. The details aren't too clear, but he is said to have just collapsed in the place where we all did our laundry with his friends around him. His friends ran to the nearest residence hall to get help, and a nursing student who is a friend of Pooja, my friend, ran after him to help try resuscitate. My friend Pooja has her boyfriend staying at the residence place, and he told her that this morning everyone was in the common room, deadly quiet. As he walked in the hallway, he saw a girl escorted out who was screaming and crying from shock. The student who died had lived in that residence hall. They had police officers all morning, and counsellors. Imagine being his parents, and receiving that phone call that your seemingly healthy 20 year old is dead, and the friends who saw it all unfold. He died doing something so mundane, doing his laundry, after having a night out with his mates. Things like this aren't supposed to happen. It's just really sad.
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