"Diary"

Confused.

So, I talked to people about this certain situation before but, no one seems to have an answer. Which is all I'm asking for. I think I just might start from the beginning. My mom got a new job and I was now going to a new school. She became good friends with one of her co-workers, who had a daughter, who was only a year older than me. Whenever they got together, we did too, but we weren't really friends. I thought she was a spoiled pageant girl and she thought I was annoying. After a while, we just stopped talking. Then one summer, we really clicked. She became my best friend. We talked all the time, had sleepovers, told each other stuff, we even had our own movies we loved. They were The Avengers, Hansel and Gretal, and The Revenge of the Bridesmaids. I had never felt like I had a more trustworthy friend. She wasn't even my friend, she was honestly like my sister. I was there for her when her other friend, Dani just threw her aside. Then I broke my ankle falling off a sidewalk (yes, I know, clumsy.) and she even skipped school to take care of me. It was the nicest thing ever. A couple weeks later I brought her a thank you gift and things were fine. We then sykped like any other day, still things seemed normal. Then she started being weird. Too start things off, she decided to go rock climbing for her birthday, while I stayed at home with a broken foot, and she invited Dani. After calling Dani fake and being so mad at her. Then she started ignoring me completely. No matter what I did or said, nothing. Our families met at Texas Road House one night and she didn't even look at me. Halfway through dinner I had to go to the bathroom and cry because I couldn't handle the fact that the person who I called my BEST FRIEND couldn't even look at me. I didn't know what I did wrong and I thought that if she hated me, everyone else probably does too. I debated so many things that night and I finally decided that if she was going to be that way, fine, I dint need to waste my time on her. I was fine, didn't think about it for weeks, but last night, I found her Wattpad account again and then found the one that we made together. Then, I started thinking about all the old memories and moments we had, and tears came to me before I knew it. I was thinking about small things, like how once we were in a restaurant with our families and we just talking about the littlest things, and how every time she got mad at me, or vice versa, we would sing Baby by Justin Beiber. And one day I was at her house and we were home alone and we had a dance party and we ate chicken and pop tarts and talked about sharing an apartment wehen we got older, or how I sat in a seat for hours at her dance recital all just to see her dance. When I did, I had NEVER felt so proud of a friend. And now, it's all gone. And I don't even know why. I lost my best friend and it was probably my fault, but I just can't figure out what I did. This summer I'll probably feel worse. We started a tradition, that every summer we would go see IM5 all the way until we see them perform at Maddison Square Garden, I guess that won't happen anymore... Ella, if you're reading this, I'm sorry for whatever I did. And for anyone else reading this, can you help me make sense of it??