Direct/Indirect Characterization

His wife sat on the bench in front of him in a faded dress that hadn't fit her correctly since the birth of their son.

He didn't yell. He didn't even look angry; just a little confused.

He was not well-liked, for he was a highly immoral man.

The dog was over 100lbs-all black and floppy ears. His golden eyes locked with mine. Every muscle in his body flexed.

Jeremy looked like a rock star. He was really tall with perfect blond hair, icy blue eyes, and a sullen look...

She was short with dark, black hair that had pink section on both sides of her face. She wore jeans and military boots.

He sat rigidly in the cold,metal chair, his feet planted on the floor, yet his knees shook. He folded his arms tightly.

She was average height with hair the color of burning embers and eyes that were light brown with flecks of green...

Alphie was a little weird-into sci-fi and comic books, but he was mature for his age & knowledgeable about many things.

A short man in his early 50s sat behind a large wooden desk. He had a kind face, but sat rigidly in his chair.

His hair was grey, his features heavy with wrinkles, yet he wore no glasses. He had a strong chin with a large nose.

As he walked around the block, people avoided him;he was in the habit of muttering under his breath and glaring...

"Arthur doesn't enjoy the fight," Nate told her. "He doesn't practice. He'll be crushed."

I thought about my brother:Kemah was loud. He always ate too face and never remembered to tie his shoelaces.