2 Imagine that you're Stuffy Pete. Write about your thoughts when you wake up the next morning in the hospital.

My last day was the same as every thanksgiving thru past last nine years but something happend.Of course me and the Old Gentleman had a feast last afternoon. He always tried to make a good atmosphere during this an unique dinner. After yesterday's dinner they took me to the hospital. I am just realizing that I acted like a dumb. I ate too much before I met him, and then when I had a feast with a Gentleman I didn't say that I ate or at least I could say to pack it for me to go but I didn't that's why I am here this morning.