Reflective Essay
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REFLECTIVE ESSAY - Creative Writing The usual small talk filled the hall as I slumped my bag at the bottom of the stairs. Still nodding in agreement to whatever mum was saying, I shuffled through envelopes, searching for my name. "Your Aunt Livy is dead" "What?" I thought I'd heard wrongly, but no. Looking back maybe the way it was casually dropped into conversation was more of a sign of her insignificance than I realised at the time. "Aunt Livy" my Granny's sister, a spinster, one of those relatives you see once a year at Christmas. I didn't know how to react, it was a bit of a shock although she was eighty-six. I didn't know the correct response, not knowing her well enough to be upset, yet there was a strange feeling of loss. The next few days were an upheaval. As she had never married, she had no direct family of her own,...

