everybody needs friends..

She was wearing a black button-up shirt and her grandiose brown winter parka was tied around her waist.  Her short sticky hair, a muted brown, hung like tassels on a lamp shade from her 7 foot high stature. She was awkward and her voice sounded like screeching tiers. She walked with no purpose or sense of direction as she invited herself to sit with a couple eating at a table. Then she smiled revealing her golden teeth aligned perfectly with the landscape of a jagged mountain ridge. She quietly introduced herself as Maryanne as she stretched forth her elongated arm- her hand in an inviting position offered a 5min friendship to the two complete strangers. she ate her lunch as she intently asked them about their days....their hobbies...and their lives. Soon after the awkwardness of the whole situation was unbearable she gathered her things and said adéu (literally said the german goodbye)  to her new friends. As she walked away she pulled her baggy cargo jeans up to her chest revealing her very faded pink socks neatly folded over twice so the the lace that trimmed the top could be seen. she was awkward and her walk looked like a pirate ......but she was brave and her kind attitude fell off her countenance like glitter.