I wander around although I am dead, I like to eat the brains in your head. What am I?

This place has hardly any lights but a lot of creaking floors. There are all kinds of strange noises and some random slamming doors. What is it?

If you see one flying around you’d better be careful at night as some turn into vampires and will give your neck a bite. What am I?

A sign of bad luck with eyes of green and a tail to flick, I ride alongside my owner as she flies on her broomstick. What am I?

Some people wear me on Halloween. I go on your head, and I cover your face. When go on your face I turn you into someone new. 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?

What do you call a skeleton that makes you laugh and giggle when you’re sad? I am also a bone on your arm.

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

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

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

My owner sits upon me as she flies, and casts her spells as she cackles and cries. 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?