Some people believe in me and others don’t. At night I roam around and sometimes I float. If you hear a troubled noise coming from the ground, go run and hide from my creepy sound. What am I?

I am a big, orange fruit. I can be carved for Halloween night. What am I?

When the moon is full, from man to beast I transform. My claws are sharp, while my hair keeps me warm. What am I?

I am known to be bad luck when you see me in the dark and oh how I hate the rain but one thing is for sure you won’t hear me bark. What am I?

I am small and brown. I have a cap. I will grow into an oak tree. What am I?

Often used by witches to cast their spell, a slimy creature am I, and ugly as well. What am I?

No ghost or undead will you find in me. In a haunted house I’m the safest place to be. Where am I?

People reach up high to pick me. I have thousands of different kinds of me. What am I?

I lived a long time ago. I loves trees and I gave people seeds. They grew apple trees. Who am I?

I am a season. I have two names. I am cold but I am not winter. What am I?

I am a tool. I have claws that pick up leaves. What am I?

A broomstick I ride as I travel so fast, a black hat I wear as my spells I do cast. What am I?

I look like a person but I do not have any blood. Birds hate me! What am I?