I am full of light but left in the dark. I have a temper that pushes my single sibling. I have many friends very far away and I disappear in the light when it is my sibling's turn to push me back. What am I?
RESULT: The moon.
I am a mother from a family of eight. Spins around all day despite my weight. Had a ninth sibling before founding out its fake. What am I?
I am bushy-headed yet I have no hair. I have no eyes but have seen many a year. Moisture cannot penetrate my flaky skin but it's really good at keeping it in. What am I?
I have shelves but I am not a bookcase, I have a door but I am not a cupboard, I have a light but I am not a lamp. What am I?
