RIDDLE
I have four legs but cannot walk, I support your weight when you need to talk. You can find me in a room or a hall, I'm not very big, but I'm still quite tall. What am I?
Chair
I wear a badge and carry a gun, Protecting people, always on the run. In uniform, I patrol the streets, Keeping the peace, facing all feats. Who am I?
Police Officer
I'm made of glass, but not a cup, I let in light, but I don't sup. You can look through me to see outside, But I won't open wide, I'll just provide. What am I?
Window
I'm flat on top, but not the ground, In the dining room, I'm often found. You can eat off me, work on me too, I come in different shapes and colors, it's true. What am I?
Table
Above your head, I stand so tall, Shielding you from rain that may fall. I cover your home, keeping you dry, Underneath me, you can rest and lie. What am I?
Roof
They grasp and hold, create and mold, Fingers dancing, stories unfold. From gentle caress to firm handshake, Expressing love, anger, or heartache. Tools for work, instruments of care, What am I that's always there?
Hands
Flowing through veins, red and warm, In a crime scene, I can cause alarm. A drop here, a stain there, Tell a story, if you dare. Life's essence, a vital clue, In mysteries, I may be the key to pursue.
Blood
On an adventure, I carry your load, Books and snacks, down the road. Straps on shoulders, sturdy and strong, In me, your belongings belong. What am I that you wear behind? Helping you transport, my design.
Backpack
Round or almond-shaped, windows to the soul, Reflecting emotions, they play a role. Blue, brown, or green, a unique hue, Seeing the world, old and new. Blinking, winking, expressing surprise, Which part of the body am I that sees through lies?
Printed or coined, I hold great worth, Used for transactions since my birth. In wallets, banks, or under a bed, People chase me, it's often said. What am I that makes the world go round? Without me, commerce would not be found.
Once trusted, now a foe, Betrayal sharp, like an arrow's blow. Whispers of deceit, a heart turned cold, A friend turned enemy, stories untold. In shadows lurks this sinister player, Who is this two-faced betrayer?
Traitor
Mimicking gestures, words, and ways, In disguise, for days and days. Stealing trust with a cunning grin, Hiding truths, woven in sin. Among us, this deceiver creeps, Who is this one that never sleeps?
Impostor
Life taken, a soul laid bare, An act of darkness, beyond repair. Blood spilled, a fatal blow, Whispers of a hidden foe. Mystery shrouds the deadly deed, Who's the culprit, planting the seed?
Murder
In a spaceship we all roam, Tasks to do, but be wary of home. Impostors lurk in our midst, Sabotage and deception persist. Who is friend and who is foe? You never quite know. What game is this, can you guess? Where suspicion causes much stress.
Among Us
Four walls, a ceiling, a floor beneath, Filled with memories, joy, and grief. Shelter from storms, a place to rest, Where secrets are kept, safe in its nest. What am I that holds so much, But never leaves with a single touch?
Room
In courtrooms and investigations, I hold sway, Presented clearly, to shed light on the way. Facts and clues, I help to reveal, Truth or lies, what's concealed. In the search for justice, I play a key role, What am I that helps to reach the goal?
Evidence
In mysteries and crimes, I'm often seen, Under suspicion, where I've been. Clues and alibis, all point to me, But am I guilty? You'll have to see. Who am I in the detective's sight? Trying to prove my innocence with all my might.
Suspect
In tragic tales, I often play a part, Suffering and pain, breaking a heart. Hurt and harmed, in need of aid, Injustice faced, a price often paid. Who am I in a crime or a plight? Someone who's wronged, seeking what's right.
Victim
Fire and flames, destruction near, Intentional act, causing fear. Burning bright, with smoke and ash, Leaving behind a fiery clash. Crime of passion or plan so dire, Who would set the world on fire?
Arson
Silent cut through flesh and bone, A blade so sharp, its edge well known. From shadows it emerges, swift and keen, A weapon of choice, in hands unseen. Leaving wounds, deep and wide, In its wake, secrets to hide.
Knife
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English or Spanish
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if you move you're gay
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si te mueves eres gay
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What in the sigma
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