Once Stanley got home, he couldn't stop thinking on what Uncle Jimbo had said to him. The conversation kept replaying in his mind. Stanley was pacing around in his room, replaying the conversation in his head. He changed into his pajamas, and stopped to look at himself in the mirror. He let out a sigh at himself.
"Maybe if I go to bed, things will be better tomorrow.",he said to himself.
He turned around he walked towards at his bed. As he got into it, he pulled his covers up ,and , closed his eyes. A moment later he was sound asleep.
