The Park. Samantha Wiener

When my parents start to scream so loud I can't hear myself think, I plug headphones into my dad's old Dell laptop that weighs about seventeen pounds, press the first thing I can find on YouTube, and turn the sound all the way up. I can still hear them though, so I take the barbeque chips I hide in my closet because I have what my best friend Lindsay calls "an unhealthy relationship with food" and I chomp really, really hard. I can't hear them for a while, which feels good until I remember that they are still…