My name is Catherine. I am 14. In our family's favorite holiday is New Year's. In early December, all had a festive mood. The city is decorated streets and shop windows with bright, colorful garlands. And in the main square set huge Christmas tree. We begin preparing for the holiday. On New Year's Fair buy each other gifts, Christmas decorations and tinsel. In late December, the house set an artificial Christmas tree and decorate it for the holiday. December 31, I help my mother to cook the holiday table. New Year's Eve always seems to me a magical and unforgettable. At midnight, after the president's speech on TV, start beating chimes. We congratulate each other a happy new year and make a wish, and then exchange gifts. When I was little, the gifts are under the tree, and thought that they brought me Santa Claus. And even though I'm an adult, and I do not believe that there is a Santa Claus, but New Year's Eve wants to be a fairy tale, and believe in miracles.