Riddle:
I can be hairy and itchy all over. I hang on a stick. I can be the scariest thing you have ever seen. I stand in the middle of nowhere. What am I?
Answer: A scarecrow!
Riddle:
No legs have I to dance, No lungs have I to breathe, No life have I to live or die And yet I do all three. What am I?
Answer: Fire.
Riddle:
I repeat only the last word you say. The more I repeat, the softer I got. I cannot be seen but can be heard. What am I?
Answer: An Echo.
Riddle:
I'm always in front of you but you can never see me. What am I?
Answer: The future.
Riddle:
I speak without a mouth and hear without ears. I have no-body, but I come alive with the wind. What am I?
Answer: An echo!
Riddle:
I do not breathe, but I run and jump. I do not eat, but I swim and stretch. I do not drink, but I sleep and stand. I do not think, but I grow and play. I do not see, but you see me every day. What am I?
Answer: I am a leg.
Riddle:
I am never quite what I appear to be. Straight-forward I seem, but it's only skin deep, for mystery most often lies beneath my simple speech. Sharpen your wits, open your eyes, look beyond my exteriors, read me backward, forwards, upside down. Think critically and answer the question.
What am I?
Answer: I am a Riddle!
Riddle:
I can be thin, but not fat;
You need me around, I promise not to crowd you;
Some use a lot of me, especially if they like to chat.
What am I?
Answer: Air.
Riddle:
I follow you by day, by night I blend right in but no one sees me except when I'm in the light. What am I?
Answer: A shadow.
Riddle:
I can hold you prisoner Or set you free I can swing with ease (Though not from a tree) I have many shapes I have many sizes Yet, 'til we shake hands I'll hide my surprises. What am I?
Answer: A door.
Riddle:
I start with a "p" and ends with "o-r-n" and I'm a major player in the film industry. What am I?
Answer: Popcorn.
Riddle:
Squeeze me and I cry tears as red as flesh, but my heart is made of stone.
What am I?
Answer: A cherry.
Riddle:
A thousand colored folds stretch toward the sky, Atop a tender strand, Rising from the land, 'Til killed by maiden's hand, Perhaps a token of love, perhaps to say goodbye. What am I?
Answer: A flower.
Riddle:
Every night, I'm told what to do. And every morning, I do what you tell me to do. But you still get mad at me and hit me. What am I?
Answer: An alarm clock.
Riddle:
I am a box that holds keys without locks, yet they can unlock your soul. What am I?
Answer: A Piano.
Riddle:
I am lighter than air but a hundred people cannot lift me. Careful, I am fragile. What am I?
Answer: Bubbles.
Riddle:
With pointed fangs, I sit in wait, With piercing force, I dole out fate, Over bloodless victims proclaiming its might, Eternally joining in a single bite. What am I?
Answer: A Stapler.
Riddle:
I'm always in charge, I'm never in debt. I'm known as the first amongst all my kind. I'm found within cars, But never in buses. I'm not used in Mexico, I'm used in Palestine.
What am I?
Answer: The letter A.
Riddle:
If you see me, I see you. If you move, then I'll move too. When you touch me, I touch you. I do everything you do except for one thing. No matter how hard I try, I can never speak. What am I?
Answer: Your reflection in a mirror.
Riddle:
I can hurt, I can help, I'm kind, Sometimes I'm not, I can be said, You can hear me, Yet you can't see neither touch me. What am I?
Answer: Word(s).
