The Root Of All Evil
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What is the root of evil? Honestly there are many reason, yet in this story we will dive into the past, to see where this 'evil' comes from. This evil is created from the pain and suffering of life. But is this truly evil or is it just some broken mind that is judged by others.
(please note this is based of real life and that 'evil' here is exaggerated to show that if you're an outcast, weird ect and have 'bad' thoughts it can make you an 'evil' or a 'bad' person)
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