Answer:
What room do ghosts avoid?
I am black, white, and read all over. What am I?
I can fall off a building and live, but in water I will die. What am I?
I run around the streets all day. Under the bed or by the door I sit at night, never alone. My tongue hangs out, waiting to be fed during the day. What am I?
I cut through evil like a double edged sword and chaos flees at my approach. Balance I single-handedly upraise through battles fought with heart and mind instead of with my gaze.
Dry though I may be, I am still a sea.