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Personal Narrative: My Aunt Arlene
I have a rather large family but my aunt Arlene is definitely my favorite relative. She’s a loud mouth 50 something year old woman whose personality is bigger then life. From her jet black shoulder length hair to her black lipliner and gold lipstick to her sweet perfume and plump physique she's definitely not hard to miss. My aunt Arlene is super outspoken and has a carefree attitude with a hint of sass which everyone enjoys about her. If you ever have a problem she's the one you would want to talk too. She's the person who will hand you the truth on a silver platter but wont crucify you for any of your faults. Although we love her for her great advice my aunt Arlene is known as a party animal and knows how to have fun and thats what I love
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