An impossible thought from someone like me. An evil thought. A world full of hatred and evil. Where could it have possibly come from? My mind... No, I am kind, aren’t I? Not evil and malicious. I may get a little jealous, or maybe a little angry. But there’s no way a thought like this could have come from jealousy or anger. Maybe anger. But not my anger. I am calm person. No calm and collected person would think such an evil thought. No person like this COULD think such an evil thought. A deranged evil person could and would. But I am not deranged nor evil. Am I? I might get out of control when pushed too far, but deranged... No. Then again, isn’t that what deranged means? But I am not evil; therefore, I couldn’t think such an evil thought. And yet I did.