She just threw me out of the window. I repeat: she picked me up with one hand (I had to be at least one hundred pounds!) and threw me through her recently destroyed window. I could have sworn I heard the broken glass and sharp wood fragments whistle as I passed through them.
But that was the least of my worries, because I was about to hit the ground. Hard.
"Gah!" Instinctively, I crossed my arms over my chest and slammed them to the ground just as my body hit, diffusing as much force as I could, and then quickly curled into a back role when that wasn't enough. I tumbled twice before completely losing control and skidding the last couple yards.
When I finally came to rest, I shakily sat up from my sprawl and found that I had been thrown at least fifteen yards from the front of the house
