Every night—EVERY NIGHT—for the past three weeks, between 8:30pm and 9:30pm, there is some kid in my apartment building who fucking SCREAMS. High-pitched wailing as I’m lying in bed and trying to go to sleep. Like someone is trying to murder her.

They’re on the opposite side of the building because it’s faint but, like a dog whistle, travels so I can always hear it. I don’t know how the people living next to that hellion handle it because I’m about to throw her through a wall.