Literary Devices

Front

Old man's voice as rough as sandpaper.

Back

Simile

Front

The wind whispered through the trees, inviting them to dance.

Back

Personification

Front

Time is a thief.

Back

Metaphor

Front

I've told you a million times to clean your room!

Back

Hyperbole

Front

Her smile was like sunshine on a rainy day.

Back

Simile

Front

The world is a stage.

Back

Metaphor

Front

Teacher's eyes sparkled like diamonds while sharing her love for literature.

Back

Simile

Front

My backpack weighs a ton!

Back

Hyperbole

Front

Stars danced in the moonlit sky.

Back

Personification

Front

Her voice was music to his ears.

Back

Metaphor