I've noticed a trend in your writing, that evil tends to be male. I'd like to see some of the evil women out there, the ones that go out of their way to use and abuse people, the husband beaters, the ladies that don't take "no" for an answer. -- Anon Guest
[AN: Yes, that was a bit present-centric of me. I should focus more on making the truly evil ones gender nonspecific so people can project what they whist. However, in the interests of balancing the scales a little...]
And she will have her way/ Somehow I will still believe her -- Neil Finn.
Though I am evil, I am also invisible. Why? Because the world dismisses me and laughs at him. Prejudice is a wonderful thing when you can work it in your favour. I have learned all the wonderful ways I can twist this world to my whim. Beauty helps. All the performative ways a woman like me can gain the attraction of men.
Youth was a wonderful bait when I had it. Sure, you could blame my "funny" uncle for the way I am, because of those wandering hands that drifted up my skirt... but I rather favour the fact that nobody looked to a little girl of thirteen when the poison I put in his beer took hold. It wasn't enough to kill him, unfortunately. I had to watch the nurses in the hospital put medicine into his drip, and sneak a load of bleach into the line for him to finally die.