Answer:
I spend the day at the window go to the table for meals and hide at night.
What is black when you buy it red when you use it and gray when you throw it away?
I am a mother from a family of eight. I spin around all day despite my weight. Had a ninth sibling before founding out it was fake. What am I?
What gets sharper the more you use it?
I am between earth and heaven. What am I?
It flows out of the soil, It burns you if it boils, And holds us in its coils, More valuable than gold, As black as it is old.