My Short Story: The Window

(A make-up video for my lack of being -_-)
Here is the poem, sorry for grammar, I typed it really fast.

Stained, rusted has become of the nature of my glass window.
The red trims, the adoring colors, the sunlight glistened through the class shards has thus faded from my eyes.
Sitting in my chair of solitude, I weep as the horid colors of my window now portray the world as a dark and twisted sight of sights again.
My world is of a lonely kind, I need not anything but my geourgeos sights that the window makes the world appear as I sit, looking through my glass window.
As horrified as I am by the sights my window currently presents to me, I really need not weep.
The time has come yet again for my windows revitilization, but it can wait just a bit longer.
I was never always alone in my sad and pitiful existence, no...I had another besides me at one point.
She insisted that my window was too putrid...the sights of my window to her were lost in her eyes.
There was a day that my window became dull and lifeless at another point, I was quite frightened by this outcome.
She insisted that the window be taken down...that it was too old and too discusting.
As she reached for my window, I struck her over the head with such an angry ferocity that she never said nor did anything about my window again, or rather, she couldn't do anything at all.
What I did to her might seem like an abomination to some, but to me, it was a blessing.
The blood from the blow to that woman's head was smeared all over my window...but for some odd reason it made the window look amazing again...so full of life, yet again!
I recoted the decrepit window with the blood that gave that woman her life, at least its being put to good use now.
It was done, my window could now be gazed upon with the beauty it has always shown me in the past...but the years went on and the time has come for my window's life to be restored.
What is this? A knock at my door?
I was surprised to find out it was the wife of the neighbor next door...she was so beautiful...so full of life...
"Come in...Come in" I said. "Oh, would you like to see a cherished window of mine that I have made myself?"
She entered the house wanting something I paid no attention to...as she stood with her back faced to me I whispered in her ear as my fist rose into the air.
"They say the prettier you are, the more lucious your blood will be..."

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[GrowingPains2100]

The beginning scared be haha...

[chickentenders]

lol yeah, i was trying for that :D

[chickentenders]

@AfrowwJow Well, it is "my short story", so i was trying to tell a story xD. The theme behind the story is everything we see is perceived different by other people around us, i hope that helps.

[walkingisnothonest]

super gay

[demonscarer]

haha robot chicken is awsome

[DRstarflims72]

Writen awsomely

[dddhdhdhdhd66]

kool

[everyonelovesmebutme]

lol that waz random:)

[papahmariorulez]

lol yourr SO random

[gunfan50bmg]

Nice.You should write books man.

[happy4eva020]

Haha nice name!! xD

[thecullengirls1]

Your story is AWESOME!!!! We just love it!!!! I saw your other video, "Unsatifactory Crunkage". We, also, love that, too!!!!

We, also, like your hair!! It is cool!!!!