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Riddle:
I sit here collecting dust, I can wait forever to open me and you will not be disappointed, I can make you laugh, cry, and sad, I contain all the knowledge of the world, let me take you to a faraway land. What am I?
Answer: A book.
Riddle:
I am a two-digit number. All my digits are even. No two digits are the same. None of my digits are prime numbers. I am not a multiple of ten. My tens digit is bigger than my other numbers. If you followed all the previous steps, there should be three options remaining the number is the option where if you add all the digits it's exactly in the middle (in how big the number is) of all the other options with their digits added together. What number am I?
Answer: If you followed all the steps apart from the last one there will be three options remaining: 64, 84, and 86. You then had to add up the digits, 64=6+4=10, 84=8+4=12, and 86=8+6=14. Finally, you then had to take up the middle biggest number (12) and put it back as it was before the digits were added together and your answer should be 84.
Riddle:
I cannot be felt, seen or touched; Yet I can be found in everybody; My existence is always in debate, Yet I have my own style of music.
What Am I?
Answer: I am a soul.
Riddle:
They can trickle down, They can tickle too. Or make you sneeze, Or comfort you. Their rustling sound, you've rarely heard, Unless you're a pillow or a bird! What are they?
Answer: They are feathers.
Riddle:
I begin in colour as black as night Then shine a redish shade so bright Finally I finish sometimes taking flight In the colour of a pale, grayish white. What am I?
Answer: Coal.
Riddle:
What's the difference between gossip and a mirror?
Answer: One speaks without reflecting and the other reflects without speaking.
Riddle:
I bend but I never break. What am I?
Answer: Light.
Riddle:
In old age I'm lost, in trauma I'm tossed. What am I?
Answer: Memories.
Riddle:
Out of a man's mouth it comes forth, lightening hearts and inspiring souls to be steadfast. Tales of old it tells, of warriors and kings, of castles and dungeons. It tells of sunshine and hills, flowers and grass. Of food and drink it encourages you to press on, of fantasies it gives you rest and delight. It carries on through ages and never an ending does it find. What is it?
Answer: A song.
Riddle:
What washes up on tiny beaches?
Answer: Microwaves.
