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In my opinion, humans are always evil by default. I have always thought this, and I don't really think that anything could change my mind. I think the root of it is because of greed and desire. Usually, it has to do with someone wanting something that someone else has, but then they take it without permission. 

My entire life I have had experiences with evil people. I could remember when I would watch the news when I was a kid. I would see stories of people killing their own family just for money or for disagreements. And just recently a man was beaten to death with a frying pan by his girlfriend because she said that "he needed killing". Honestly, I have no idea what is going through people's heads whenever they do these things, but I don't think it is good. 

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