They say: "On New Year's Eve, whatever you wish for always comes true." I know this for certain because something like this happened to me in my life...
It happened a long time ago, when I was a child. I had one best friend named Vovka. We lived in the same building and were inseparable.
One New Year's Eve, Vovka invited me to his place. But when I arrived, I saw that he had also invited other kids from our class. I was very hurt and angry: "Am I not his only friend?" — and I left without wishing him a happy holiday.
I sat in my room the whole time, didn't even come out to the festive table — my mood was completely ruined.
Then I heard:
Hey. Why are you sitting here alone? It's a holiday.
So what if it's a holiday. I might have my own troubles.
I said without even turning around.
What kind of troubles?
Something rustled nearby.
And then I saw a tiny little person in front of me. He was thin and sparkly, like a snowflake. And behind his back I saw two transparent little wings.
Who are you?
I was surprised.
I'm a snow angel. We come down to Earth only on New Year's Eve.
Why? And what for?
I asked with interest.
Because on New Year's Eve, people make their most secret wishes. And we are the angels who make those wishes come true. So consider yourself lucky. Make a wish!
No, I don't have any wish... I wanted to spend New Year's with Vovka, but he invited all the kids from class. It means he's not really my friend.
Who is this Vovka?
The angel asked.
Vovka... Well, how do I explain... Well, we're always together. Like, one time...
I thought for a moment and started remembering different stories about me and Vovka. I was telling stories, and the angel looked at me with his big kind eyes and smiled thoughtfully.
And the longer I talked, the clearer I understood how lucky I was to have a friend like Vovka. And how lucky Vovka was to have a friend like me. How wonderful that we have each other.
I don't remember how I fell asleep or where the snow angel went. I only remember thinking how wonderful it would be if Vovka and I had many friends like each other.
I was woken by a knock on the window — Vovka and I did that so often: we'd throw a snowball at the window. I went out to the yard, and in front of my porch in the snow I saw the imprint of a "snow angel," and next to it stood Vovka with the kids from class:
Happy New Year, sleepyhead! We're going to the ice rink. Come with us!
Happy New Year, Vovka. Let's go!
I shouted and, grabbing my skates, ran out into the yard.
