Loads. Too many.
Friends from when I was really little, friends that I forgot where they live, friends that weren't friends after all, friends who I had to move away from without any information about how to contact them, friends from other schools that I switched out of, friends from when I lived in the U.S., friends from other provinces when I was moving all the time, friends of families I met, friends I met at the park, resteraunt, bus or fair, friends who I met at the same department of a store trying to buy the same thing, friends I met at horseshows, friends that just dissapeared, friends who had the same car as me, friends from camps, social meetings, clubs, national club meetings... There's got to be over a thousand. Literally.
One sticks out in my mind particularly strong..
I was at the park when I was really small, and there was a girl a year or so younger than me who somehow got herself into climby things for little kids you can't fall in. Anyways, she was calling for help, and I thought she was just playing a game, so I just kept swinging by myself. After 2 or 3 minutes of that, I went over and asked "Do you need help?" and she told me she did. So, we dug out so much sand you could have filled a beach until she could wiggle out. Turned out her and me both were Jen's. We hung out all day, and became best friends. Then, I never saw her again. We were supposed to meet at the park again the next day, but I couldn't go, parents wouldn't let me. So, every day after that I went to the park and she wasn't there again, and I missed her for a long time. Its really my fault for not going when I said I would, I think it got her mad.
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