Open your coffin
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In my childhood an event that my mind has not yet erased, is precisely one of those tragic events where we lose a loved one, with the "open your coffin" the first thing I remembered was that night when I went with my mother to the house of one of my paternal aunts, when I arrived in the living room there was a coffin with the body of my cousin.
My cousin's death was very tragic, he chose to burn himself alive with gasoline, life had not been very good to him, and among so many anguish and emotional problems he took his own life. I don't keep details of the coffin, but I still remember that image of that wooden box placed in the middle of the living room in my aunt's house.
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