Answer:
I must be broken before you can use me. What am I?
People need me, yet they give me away every day. What am I?
I am constantly overlooked by everyone but everyone has me.
What is the word that even in plain sight remains hidden?
I am one with eight to spare, lest I lose my one. I'm not a number. What am I?
A little house full of meat, no door to go in and eat.