Question: We are just like people. We grow, we get old, we die off. We come in many different colors. Black, white, brown. We come in a army, there are thousands of us, yet we have no war. But we will still die off over the years. What am I?
Question: My thickness is no more than a few centimeters, yet my depth can span to infinity. Although mundane, I intimidate most animals. When in my presence, you will inevitably follow me. What am I?
Answer: I'm a mirror.