Personal Narrative: My Aunt Dottie

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My Aunt Dottie has been the mentor through all my adversities. Dottie was my dad's sister; therefore, she knew how my dad truly was. When I told her about my dad lying to me she immediately started giving me advice. She began telling me all about my dad and what she had encountered with him. I was told stories that I didn't even know existed. My Aunt Dottie and I are alike in so many ways. She has taught me a lot in my life that has dealt with character. She is a great role model who helps others. She taught me that God never puts you through something if you could not handle it. My aunt is my go to person for anything that comes my way. She supports me in every way and gives me the best advice. She encourages me to do my very best and not

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