Her hair flowed like on a warm summer evening. Her skin fair and pale, lightly kissed by the sun on her face. Her eyes the color of emeralds, green and rich. Her lips red and luscious, framed by her small full face. All she longed for was love from someone. Wondering why is was all alone, on foot in front of the other kicking the sand as she walked along the long never ending beach .
Her hair has waves like the ocean. Her eyes are blue as the sky and she has a smile as bright as the sun. When she walks she shows off her confidence as she strides tall and calm.
4. <span>I seized the bell-rope; dropped it, ashamed; seized it again; dropped it once more; clutched it tremblingly once again, and pulled it so feebly that I could hardly hear the stroke myself. </span>