So I wrote this a few weeks back and I wanna know what you guys think.
'A girl of 19. Her face was calm but stern, but yet wrinkle free. Her bright red was tied up in a pony-tail, and trailed down her back like a red river, placed on the back of her head. Secured by a light blue hair bobble. A cherry red fringe hung over her forehead, hiding any scars that had appeared over the 19 years of her life.
A pair of green eyes, lit like emerald glinting in the sunlight, were filled with joy but lined with built up sadness. Where hidden under mascara free eyelashes. Her eyebrows were small and neat, and where the same colour as her long red hair, upon her right check was ghastly injury had cut deep like a ravine into her porcelain skin. She had many scars covering her face, some had faded with time but you could still make out the dents they left, from old battles won and lost. When smiled, you can see small dimples form in the corner of her mouth. Her smile was lopsided, which gave her a more happy nature. On the top of her neck, are a row of small freckles and on her collarbone is a petite birthmark of a flame.
Around her neck was a slim chained locket, the pendent was a large metal oval with an engraved pair of angels wings on it, one wing up and the other down. She wore a sleeveless top, but the straps were made out of bits of old belts, cut into a strap even the belt buckle is still in tacked. Her top was made up of different colours of blue, every shade imaginable, all sewn together with black thread. Different sized pieces of armour were attached to the top and her arms, around her wrists were thin length bangles made from scrap pieces of metal, she wore a pair of tattered brown jeans with patches missing, revealing more scars on her legs. On her feet she wore a pair of old leather boots. That had seen better days. Her arms were lightly tanned, a few freckles were seen on her left arm. She is a true beauty. But she'd never admit it.'
Hope it's ok
My house is Hufflepuff what's yours?
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