Tick-tock the clock never stopped even in the deepest darkest places, you could always hear it.  Even at night the sound was always clinging in my ear like a big loud drum. Tick-tock it never stopped. It followed me everywhere home, work and other cities.  I got rid of every clock in my house, I thought there was going to be no more sound, but there was. No one else could hear it but me, I may have gone mentally insane or is it just my imagination messing with me. It cost me my career, my life, my family, now I am all alone being declared a heretic, transported to different mental hospitals yearly, different surgeries, nothing could get rid of it, not even the best doctors in the world. The biggest unsolved mystery, the guy with the endless ticking sound. Eichen House, the biggest scariest of them all, 10 by 10 square feet of space, no one to talk to, weekly showers, 1 meal per day. It never stopped. Now I am back home refusing all medication and surgeries, thinking about the time I have left, asking myself am I worth living? Some how I keep on saying yes. From being on top of the world to being the mentally insane.  Harold, Harold Hasenberg is my name. I am now 45 years old, I have never stopped thinking about the time when everything was perfect. Back when I had my 4 kids and my wife. But they all left. They moved to Kansas because of me and the ticking sound in my head. It was unbearable seeing the kids being afraid of their own dad, it was devastating. Deep down in my heart I meant no harm to my family I swear but, some how, the ticking sound got the best of me. It always has and it always will. It is impossible to control it, sometimes I wish I was deaf in order for it to stop. Since I was a little boy I’ve always heard it but, throughout the years its gotten louder and louder. It never stops and it never will. Tick tock, it never stopped.