RIDDLES
RIDDLES
RIDDLES
RIDDLES
RIDDLES
100

What has to be broken before you can use it?

Egg

100

What month of the year has 28 days?

All of them

100

David’s parents have three sons: Snap, Crackle, and what’s the name of the third son?

David

100

It belongs to you, but other people use it more than you do. What is it?

Name

100

There’s only one word in the dictionary that’s spelled wrong. What is it?

Wrong

200

 I follow you all the time and copy your every move, but you can’t touch me or catch me. What am I?

Shadow

200

What is the end of everything?

Letter G
200

If you’re running in a race and you pass the person in second place, what place are you in?

2nd place

200

What has many teeth, but can’t bite?

Comb

200

 What has hands, but can’t clap?

Clock

300

I’m tall when I’m young, and I’m short when I’m old. What am I?

Candle

300

There’s a one-story house in which everything is yellow. Yellow walls, yellow doors, yellow furniture. What color are the stairs?

There aren’t any—it’s a one-story house.

300

What can you break, even if you never pick it up or touch it?

Promise

300

Mary has four daughters, and each of her daughters has a brother. How many children does Mary have?

Five—each daughter has the same brother. 

300

What has a head and a tail but no body?

Coin

400

What can’t talk but will reply when spoken to?

Echo

400

 What goes up but never comes down?

Age

400

What 2 things can you never eat for breakfast?

Lunch and Dinner

400

If you’ve got me, you want to share me; if you share me, you haven’t kept me. What am I?

Secret

400

What has 13 hearts, but no other organs?

Deck of cards

500

What is always in front of you but can’t be seen?

Future

500

I’m light as a feather, yet the strongest person can’t hold me for five minutes. What am I?

Breath

500

The person who makes it has no need of it; the person who buys it has no use for it. The person who uses it can neither see nor feel it. What is it?

Coffin
500

 I am the beginning of everything, the end of everywhere. I’m the beginning of eternity, the end of time and space. What am I?

Letter E

500

What does man love more than life, hate more than death or mortal strife; that which contented men desire; the poor have, the rich require; the miser spends, the spendthrift saves, and all men carry to their graves?

Nothing

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