I'm a fuzzy, sweet fruit, and I start with a P; A pit is what is left, when you're done eating me.
Peach
I'm what you write upon, and I start with P; if you fold me just right, then you can fly me.
Paper
I can hold up pants, and I start with B; as you start to grow, you change the notch on me.
Belt
I mean to go fast, and I start with R; of course you could walk, and go just as far.
Run
