Character Description

This week we have been doing character description. Here are some of the pieces:

It had been a long time since we'd been face to face.. She had changed a lot. Her hair was unkempt as it tumbled out of her bonnet. Her watchful gaze pinned me down. It didn't match her unfriendly frown. Deep crevices trailed down her face, with soft hairs sprouting out. Each step she took was long and laboured. Her smell tingling my nose with the smell of rotten cabbages, It was good to see her again. 

Lauren and Krizza

Her wiry, bird nest hair was held together by a velvet scarf. The eyebrows and mouth got swallowed up like sinking sand. Her eyes were fearless. It was like looking into eagles eyes. Her skin was as tough as leather. Her voice cracked before she mumbled. The potent perfume pierced my nose before turning into a sweet apple crumble. 

Sydney and Greer

Her untamed hair crept down her face, escaping the silk head scarf that attempted to hold it in. Her deep wrinkles snaked all over her raisin like skin. She stared blankly into the distance, stabbed that made her cower. Words tumbled out of her mouth in a way no one could understand. Her eyes were a normal colour but glistened with pride and power, showing that fear didn't stop her.

Jack E and Martha

Her skin was as wrinkly as a raisin She had sunken eyes that sat there, fearless. Her soft hair brushed up against her wrinkly forehead. He sunken mouth mumbled as I struggled to hear a word she said. As she walked she had the position of a tilted tower.

Amelia and Bailey.

Her face was like a war zone. The wrinkles were like trenches, dug deep into her face. Wisps of hair made a fluffy halo around her puckered forehead. Her ancient voice sounded like a frog croaking. Her watery eyes peered through the thick sagging brow.

Deegan and Sophie.

The icy eyed lady crept out of her grave to give the innocent boy a death stare. Her bones cracked and crumbled as she stumbled across the graveyard. The full moon shone down upon her, revealing her face, wrinkled like a raisin. Her hair was wild like an overgrown bush, flapping in the whistling wind.

Josiah and Balii