Descriptions

Here is a description of someone I made up:


She stood there small with red beady eyes. Her lips crumpled and had bright red lip stick on them. Her hair was grey and bedraggled and she also had a small red hat on. Her skin was wrinkled she wore a long blue dress with flowers along it. Upon her feet she wore brown leather shoes with big silver buckles. Skin colour stockings and a peach cardigan, she also wore. She was very skinny and cautious snooped around at night. She could tell many story's of what she had seen. But she did not say a word.

Another description:

She looked at me with soft milky green eyes, and her lips were a light peachy colour. When she spoke it was like the wind on the sea brushing past you. Her hair was chestnut with loose curls, it flowed like the ripples on the ocean. She wore a crimson top with baggy sleeves and pale green leggings that flowed in to her black buckled boots. Her face was pale she had a loving gaze. She would always talk, tell little tales.

One more description:

She staggered towards me, she was plump and short. She would bellow each word and never shut up. She was a laugh. She stumbled as she walked. Her eyes were blue, she had a perfect blond  bob with a curl at the end. She had pink lips and rosy red cheeks. She was always happy and would never sigh. She wore a long sleeved green top and grey cords and right at the bottom she would wear red converse.

Last Description:

She looked evil, she was. Her eyes were black and like never ending black holes. Her nose was small. Black lips lay upon her face. Her hair was long and straight, it was red. She hunched over as she walked. She had a mad stare and dark cackle. She wore a long black dress with a long black hooded cloak that was torn and battered. If you passed her she would suck the life out of you!