Aunt Flo's Funeral - Creative Writing Task

"Why are those people here?! I don't have it!" "How do you know that? You've never been checked! I organised this for you so you'd know what you have to watch out for, Mum!" I believe our lives start, revolve and end around the maternal figure in our lives. They nurture us, love us and guide us through life. However, my mother is no typical mother. I know no other mother who can boast that …

…At least Mum was slowly coming to terms with this fact. "As a special morale boost for Adelaide, we'll be starting this week's meeting with the womb prayer!" They circled her cot, joining hands with each other. The women seemed almost too delighted to relive the chant the hymn that almost killed Mum. They droned in unison: Embrace the dryness, Love your womb! Let Isis suck up our juices and in return, Grant us wisdom!