Answer:
What room do ghosts avoid?
In a tunnel of darkness lies a beast of iron. I can only attack when pulled back. What am I?
The more you take away from it the larger it becomes. What is it?
My voice is tender, my waist is slender and I'm often invited to play. Yet wherever I go, I must take my bow or else I have nothing to say. What am I?
I am a pretty one, fluttering in the pale blue sky. Delicate, fragile on the wing, indeed I am a pretty thing. What am I?
What can you lose that will cause other people to lose theirs too?