Â It was the day. New year resolutions had to stay true.Mum wanted us to go to Trafalgar Square to see the fascinating fireworks. Some people said it was ridiculous.[not to mention Grandpa] . I was so thrilled.It was time to go.My big brother had been elected to pop the fireworks. As we were there my soul couldn’t stop jumping,My brother started to light the fireworks. Eventually we started to do the countdown. Everyone was smiling happily as it was time. People started to cheer while my brother was getting ready. As he started everyone looked at him nothing happened. New Year was ruined.What is wrong?