Answer:
I have 24 keys but cannot open any locks. Sometimes loud sometimes soft
I have a neck and no head, two arms but no hands. I'm with you to school, I'm with you to work. What am I?
I need to be taken from you before you can have me.
I am the best thing that can happen after a stick hits a ball.
I am rubber you can eat!
What do you purposefully put lots of in and on your body, but run away from when you encounter it outside?