ATTACK!!!

I was enjoying a few peaceful moments before I went to sleep for the night. Cello music playing softly in the background. I thought I'd check my e-mail and a few other things when-- a moth buzzed into my face and flitted around my head. Nasty creature! I don't mind observing them, but when they nearly fly up my nose when I've just settled down for the night-- THAT'S IT! THIS IS WAR! First I grabbed a flip-flop. No, the weapon was not going to suffice. The creature must loose its dignity to a flyswatter!! I rushed into my dad's office, grabbed the flyswatter, and came back to begin the battle. He was quickly fluttering from one side of the room to the next, up and then down. I swang (yes, like a girl!) at him and I must have warn him out. He thought he'd try the camouflage approach and simply hide from me. He disappeared into a corner of the room. Where he'd gone I wasn't sure, but I knew this battle was not over yet. Hours of a second passed by and the varment was nowhere in sight. Then I saw it, blending in cleverly with the wood of my rocking chair. I was not to be fooled, and he was perched so still. Perfect target!
I valiantly swung my weapon across the arm of the chair, splattering the creature into a million pieces! See if another creature dares to disturb my peaceful moment! There is nothing worse than being awoken by something hovering at your nose. I would not tolerate even the possibility of such repulsiveness.
Well, I think that's enough now. Good night! Sweet dreams!