Question: I fall while I'm flying, but can't touch the ground. I'm beaten all day, yet don't make a sound. I try to leave when you keep hitting me, but you always manage to somehow get me. No matter what I do, I always find my way back to you. What could I possibly be?
Answer: A badminton birdie. :)
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.