Answer:
I have memories, but none of my own. Whatever's on my inside is what is shown. If I'm ever different, it's because you changed me. I feel like a decoration, here for you to arrange me. What am I?
Upon your lonely journey I accompany you, whether you travel through endless mountains or seas of blue. Wherever you go, I keep your place. Lost you're not, when I'm embraced. What am I?
One pace to the north. Two paces to the east. Two paces to the south. Two paces to the west. One pace to the north.
I am the outstretched fingers that seize and hold the wind. Wisdom flows from me in other hands. Upon me are sweet dreams dreamt my merest touch brings laughter.
What word sounds the same even after you take away four of its five letters?
Almost everyone needs it, asks for it, gives it. But almost nobody takes it.