I translate you what I wrote there 25 years ago.
The evil
I am evil from the bottom up. Whenever I do something evil, I am spared. It's almost as if I had a guardian angel, but why me?
It seems to me that I am guided by something, the evil?
It seems to be stronger than the good me.
Stupid, evil and mean
The friend
I want to do good, to help everyone. I am helpful, friendly, polite and faithful. When I do good, I forget myself, I am only there for the friends. The good in me will fight, and maybe defeat the evil one day.
Kind and smart