My Reaction is Justified

There was something haunting in my bedroom. I couldn't see it but I knew it was there. Watching me when I sleep. Quietly hovering over me. There were times when I thought I spotted something, only to turn on the light and see nothing. "You don't belong here!" I would shout. But I knew no matter how loud I got it wouldn't matter. Nor how tough I would act. Finally one day it was there, plain as day, no hiding, and daring me face to face to prove my courage. And I couldn't. I called on Mike, who was a brave soul, to be brave enough to approach. He brought with him a white cloth for the dead body. Quickly, he squished it and flushed it down the toilet. My nightmare was over, for now...