I am terrifying and fear inspiring. The physical world cannot touch me. When I am finished, you might not remember what I did. What am I?
RESULT: A nightmare.
You can kill me but you can't eat me. You use me every day. I am always there. You cannot get away from me. If you can't manage me you must be disorganized.
What am I?
For some, I am used to get around. I never even touch the ground. Sometimes I fall in a large open tank and sometimes I float in the air and then rise. What am I?
I'm small and sometimes worthless. I sit there and look at you as you pass me by. I cannot move but I wish I could. If I'm found, it's a good thing but only if I can see you. What am I?
