New Year is a wonderful holiday on night of 31st December to 1st January. It's a joyful time when people are sending each other greeting cards where they often wish each other Happy New Year, or they can just say it personally. On New Year's Eve all people are having parties with friends or family - it's only for them to decide who they want to see the New Year in with. When Big Ben strikes midnight, all start to hug and kiss each other to feel themselves more happy. People are also shouting "Happy New Year!" to make this holiday more exciting and memorable for everyone.
It was about 6pm when I heard a knock on the door. It was Jason, my teenage neighbour. He looked cold and upset. “What’s wrong, Jason?” “I have lost my key and I can’t get into my house.” “Come in. Today’s not a day for long walks, or long waits,” I looked out the window. It was snowing hard and it was windy. The weather was getting worse every hour. Jason took off his coat and boots. His feet were wet and I gave him a pair of socks to change into. A cup of hot tea and some biscuits soon made the boy feel warm. “Where are your parents, Jason?” “I don't know. I can’t call them because of this,” he pulled his phone out of his pocket and showed it to me – the screen was broken and the phone was obviously dead. Jason focused on the food again. He took his fourth biscuit and said: “I wish my mum could make biscuits like this.”
“What’s wrong, Jason?”
“I have lost my key and I can’t get into my house.”
“Come in. Today’s not a day for long walks, or long waits,” I looked out the window. It was snowing hard and it was windy. The weather was getting worse every hour.
Jason took off his coat and boots. His feet were wet and I gave him a pair of socks to change into. A cup of hot tea and some biscuits soon made the boy feel warm.
“Where are your parents, Jason?”
“I don't know. I can’t call them because of this,” he pulled his phone out of his pocket and showed it to me – the screen was broken and the phone was obviously dead.
Jason focused on the food again. He took his fourth biscuit and said: “I wish my mum could make biscuits like this.”