One thing about having mostly absent parents that I think was perhaps "good" for the development of my intellect<br>writing is that I was given almost total freedom to read<br>write<br>look at whatever I wanted. I wonder a lot about how my past experiences, particularly my negative childhood (home life and being severely bullied<br>ostracized throughout school) as formed my<br>my thoughts<br>my writing, though I should also note those things were far from the only thing that had an impact on me<br>my writing.
The Afro-American is not a bestial race. If this work can contribute in any way towards proving this, and at the same time arouse the conscience of the American people to a demand for justice to every citizen, and punishment by law for the lawless, I shall feel I have done my race a service. Other considerations are of minor importance.