My best friend - a novel

Dear Diary, My name is Stephanie Gilbert, I’m 15 years old, and I live in wisconsin, USA. I wanna start of by telling you how i met my best friend. It started 8 years ago when I met my best friend: Emma Ryan. We met at a Pony Camp that I went to every year until I was old enough for horse camp. When we were all introducing each other, she made me laugh right away. We had to say our name, age, and something interesting about ourselves. She said: "I'm Emma Ryan. I'm 8 years old, and I'm a blonde". It may not be so funny to you, but I was 8 and I thought it was funny. She was that camp friend who was pretty much the only one that i talked to because you found someone and were too nervous to make any other friends. We sat by each other during every meal, and we did everything with each other. After that week, she came back to my house and stayed for a few days. We had such a great time. We talked over the phone, and everything like that. We planned to go to the camp together next year too. Same for the next 7 years. We even have a necklace with one charm for every summer we spent together. When we got older, our parents allowed to spend weeks at a time over at each others houses. She became, not only my camp friend, but my best friend. This year, March 2011, we got into a huge fight. t's too personal to share what it was about, but it was horrible. I said that I hated her and never wanted to see her again. That's how I left her house. With those words. This went on for about 2 weeks before our parents got involved. They said that they hated to see us like this, and they arranged for us to meet up and talk about it. 4 days later, Lauren and I