What started out as the worst day ever ended

What started out as the worst day ever ended as the best day ever. It all started out when

I took a bite of my wurst, thinking it would be the best, but it was...the WORST. Then I found my best worsted wool sweater moth-eaten...RUINED! Then my best friend, Meagan Woerst,

she was wearing the same wool sweater that i had last friday.

Maybe, the wool sweater had some magical effects upon the person who wears it. When I had the chance, I put the sweater on again. To my surprise,

It wasn't even scratchy. I was enveloped in its wooly warmth, Some said the sweater was (bah) magic, but I (bah) didn't (bah-bah) bah-lieve them.

I didn't believe that the sweater was magic until one day when I was extremely hungry and in my mind i wished I had some for. Then out of nowhere an apple appeared in my hand.

So the sweater was magical! I decided I would use it to fight crime. I went outside onto the street and observed a mugging. Time to shine.

Burn it all to the ground with the magical sweater.

The flames whizzed and banged as they hurtled off the magic sweater like fireworks. Granny wasn't some two-bit witch. When she knits you a Christmas gift, she doesn't screw around.