Answer:
I fly away as soon as you set me loose. People around you may slowly move away once they sense my presence.
I am the black child of a white father a wingless bird flying even to the clouds of heaven. I give birth to tears of mourning in pupils that meet me even though there is no cause for grief and at once on my birth I am dissolved into air.
The more you work the more I'll eat.You keep me full I'll keep you neat.
I'm white and used for cutting and grinding. When I'm damaged, humans usually remove or fill me. For most animals I am a useful tool. What am I?
I am the kind of a tree that is carried in your hand. What am I?
What never gets any wetter no matter how hard it rains?