Posession

I first heard a noise across the room coming from the stairs up to my room.
Across from my upstairs bedroom, a large tree added a picturesque sight to the Oaks of Timbergrove. The tapping noise never goes away, for most of the night.

I wonder if it could nearly drive me insane-- there is never a peaceful moment to just be myself. I'm confused as to why although I've continously asked staff to just "fix it", they cannot find the exact cause of the noise.

If I walk down the stairs, the noise goes away briefly, but then I remember, I really have to go the ladies room, upstais again. I look around the air vent, but cannot seem to find the exact spot for the noise.Within the year, I realize the noise has taken over me. I realize I do not even notice, if I am actually hearing myself or someone else.

I'm confused, I know. I toss and turn most nights and although feeling generally healthy, I know there is something wrong with me due to the effect that constant noise now has on me.As there is now a tapping noise even during the day.

I begin to feels differently. I remember when I could hear a noise and know exactly where it is coming from and then kill it.I, however, lived in apartment, where I could not even within an inch away, know where the hell that noise was located.
I realize my personality is changing, like the road rage driver, who becomes a different person as soon as he hits the road.

I've become someone else nearly performing all tasks, when I feel like it, with that "god-awful" noise in the background somewhere there driving me insane.
A wave comes over me, of renewing hope, I realize, however, I know myself, and know that I am not myself.