Of Aliens And Windows

The fate of the free world lie in my five year old hands.  The evil alien monsters had advanced and were on the other side of the trailer we lived in.  The only thing that stood between them and me was fifteen feet of wood and tin.  I looked for a weapon, anything.  My brother and I decided on rocks.  Surely if a small rock could take down Goliath, then we could defeat an alien horde with our driveway.  We began throwing the rocks over the trailers, taking out the monsters one by one.  Then suddenly the tide turned.  I let loose a rock and heard a crash.  I knew instantly that the battle was over and we were doomed.  In an instant, I had broken the bathroom window while simultaneously emptying my life savings of eighty dollars.