Evil

Well theres different types of evil. Theres the little kid that intentionally ruins your life crying to make everyone hate you, all the way to something like "the first (evil)" in Buffy the Vampire slayer that attempts to usher an apocalypse.
I think of evil as the human impulse to want to cause others some emotional or physical pain. In a way I believe that all authors of every book/comic book I have ever read, and directors of all the TV shows I have ever watched, those authors and directors clearly live to cause me pain, and therefore are obviously evil.
My cross fit coach is an embodiment of evil. "First one to pass out gets to go home," is not exactly the words coming from a coach that cares. Besides, anyone who forces uncoordinated swimmers onto a field to run a 5k after a three hour swim practice and 3 other cross fit sets in 30 degree weather is clearly trying to kill us, to say nothing of the practices he decides to do in the pool. I hate underwaters enough during practice, but when I try to go back to back fifties(2 laps) underwater with one breath, it reaches a new level.
Heck, I'm going to mention another specific time. "Bailey I want you to do a breaststroke underwater (1 lap) and then you can get out." so I thought to my self, cool thats easy.  Of course my dad happened to be there and felt the need to tell my coach it was too easy (after I already did it), which resulted in an sprint fifty(2 laps) with no breaths, and if I made it everyone got to leave.
I also think I came face to face with some evil that possessed the owner of my team when he came up to me before a race to tell me, "Pain is just a feeling like happy or sad." Didn't help me much but did succeed in scaring me half to death.
Of course those evils are not actually bad, just small little evils, but I'm not exactly in a great mood to write about serial killers and sadists and such.