Answer:
I touch the Earth, I touch the sky, but if I touch you, you’ll likely die. What am I?
My first half means container. Not a lot of people understand my language. What am I?
I am a house with two occupants sometimes one rarely three. Break the walls eat the boarders then throw away me.
They come out at night without being called. They are lost in the day without being stolen. What are they?
Tear me off and scratch my head, what once was red is black instead. What am I?
No matter how little or how much you use me, you change me every month.