Answer:
I am one with eight to spare, lest I lose my one. I'm not a number. What am I?
I no longer have eyes, but once I did see. Once I had thoughts, but now Iām white and empty. What am I?
I'm a kind of cup that doesn't hold water, but makes a lot of noise repeatedly. What am I?
I am useless when together but useful when I am broken apart. What am I?
You can catch me but cannot throw me.
I spend most of my day eating white. When I am quick enough I get rewarded with fruit and something blue. In a dark room with blue walls I run from the ghosts that roam the halls