Mary , Mary Montgomery . Born and raised in the Deep South . I was born May 30 , 1937 . I was a big mouth as a child , sticking up for what's right , but that's what got me hear today . Your probably thinking , god this girl is old or how come she doesn't say y'all . Well I don't speak all country because before I turned three my family and I left to New York . That's we're I met my best friend , Howard , Howard Stark . A great friend of mine . We would blow things up , get into trouble , but then do it all again the next day . My dad worked along side his dad , a criminal justice lawyer .
At the age of 21 I was a bug mouth little one , who cops knew on a first name basis . I didn't agree with segregation so I spoke up about it . Always getting myself into trouble with fist fights and other rounds . Howard was perusing his ' invention ' career , with my help . I would test them being the courageous one I was . We made a chemical , it would save a persons life . But it came with a price . Having to live in the world forever , never aging .
. But one day something went wrong . There was a riot in mid-town and I wasn't in it this time , I was walking home from the corner store . There was shots rang out and unbearable pain in my right stomach and left shoulder . I felt my knees give way and fall to the ground , sirens were heard and people scattered .
I felt someone drop next to me and looked up to see Howard . He took off his fancy jacket putting over the open wound . I saw him pull something out of his pant leg pocket . He lifted my right wrist and then I felt a burning sensation in my arm going threw my vanes . I screamed out a cry . " I'm sorry , Mary I'm so sorry , but I had to , I'm sorry " I felt someone else's tears fall down my arm . I felt myself being lifted up before everything turned black .
(Imagine Mary as Lily Collins.)
