Riddle: I get in the minds of children, the minds of men, although they can always never know when, they fear me when I creep at night, in their heads I create a fright. What am I?
Riddle: I dance in the wind and I bow to a storm. I grow best in temperatures that are warm. By the riverbeds I like to grow, where the people in boats like to row. What am I?
Riddle: I am and stay a day old, but appear every week, truth betold, but when you are remember me in the morning, you grumble aloud with a face of scorning. What am I?
Riddle: The word I think of is 5 letters long, feel free to correct me if I'm wrong. This word is a source of good, one letter is gone and it's created from burning wood. Take another one away and you and I have a relation, take 1 out and you have a destination. And the last letter is a type of drink. Do you have the answer, do you think?
Answer: Wheat. Marvelous Wheat. Wheat, heat, eat, at, t. How convenient. As for a good, wheat is a good. Heat is created from burning wood. A relation both you and I have is well, we both have to eat. At, is a destination. And T or Tea is a drink. If you guessed right, pat yourself on the back, if you didn't, keep trying I have faith in you!