Answer:
I am good at concealing what's real and hide what's true. Sometimes I bring out the courage in you!
I run smoother than any rhyme I love to fall but cannot climb.
I am all around yet to me you are half blind. Sunlight makes me invisible and difficult to find.
I am a bow that can never be tied or broken but can disappear. What am I?
Send poorly behaved children to me and let them sit here.
When is it bad luck to see a black cat?