The White People

Perhaps the things which happened could only have happened to me. I do not know. I never heard
of things like them happening to any one else. But I am not sorry they did happen. I am in secret
deeply and strangely glad. I have heard other people say thingsand they were not always sad
people, eitherwhich made me feel that if they knew what I know it would seem to them as though
some awesome, heavy load they had always dragged about with them had fallen from their
shoulders. To most people everything is so uncertain that if they could only see or hear and know
something clear they would drop upon their knees and give thanks. That was what I felt myself
before I found out so strangely, and I was only a girl. That is why I intend to write this down as well
as I can. It will not be very well done, because I never was clever at all, and always found it difficult
to talk.