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Everyone asks for me but yet everyone hates to face me. For someone I am agony for others I am relief. Who am I?
You kick me, you punch me, and you beat me up all class. When you leave, you don't even say thanks for allowing you to beat me up. What am I?
What building has the most stories?
I am very afraid of doing scary activities.
I come without being fetched at night hides away as soon as daylight strikes. Although I may look small I am much mightier than what you can imagine.
What do you purposefully put lots of in and on your body, but run away from when you encounter it outside?