My Window

Hi, I am a glass atom and I live in a window, which to most glass pieces it is not something that is exciting, but this window was different. I was one of the few clear piece all the rest were bright reds and vibrant greens, or sunny yellows. No, we were not just any window, we were a stain glass window. I was never quite sure what the picture was but it was SO much fun to be apart of! We were all close but we still had thin lines in between us. I know you might be thinking that it is not common for a house to have a stain glass window, but the house owner was a glass blower and very much loved stain glass windows. We had the best view of all the windows in the whole house, top floor, middle room, facing the street so everyone who drove by could see us. Across the street was a smaller house, only one floor, it was an off white you could tell that it had not been cleaned for a while. In their side lawn was a yappy dog that never seemed to stop barking, I was pretty far away but I think it was a pit-bull. The neighborhood was not the best, but I called it home. My favorite time was sunset because I had the perfect view, all the vibrant colors slowly fading into the night. When the Sun finally sunk under the horizon, I settled down for bed. Suddenly, there was a CRASH!!  I had been hit in the face by something hard. I heard tires screeching in the back ground. Owww, I did not see what it was that hit me, but I was lying on the floor now. When I looked up I could see, a whole in the window where I had been. WHEE WHOO WHEE WHOO, I heard sirens in the distance but they were getting louder, I knew they were coming to help me. The family ran up the steps to see what had happened. "My hummingbird window" he cried. Then I could hear the siren get really loud then stop and I knew the police were here. The police man had come up to the room. "A brick was thrown thought the window" I heard him say. Of course, a brick that must have been what hit me. Then there were several bright flashes of light, they must have been taking pictures of the crime scene. When were they going to help me I thought to myself, Couldn't they see I was hurt? The officer asked a bunch of questions to the people then he started leaving. I started panicking I was so scared, what was going to happen to me? I got so freighted I blacked out