Sense Sonnet - Chiller

Invasion

The sound of movement wakened her.
She turned the lamp on for some light.
Running across the floor, there were
Two tiny creatures dressed in white.
They must have come from outer space.
Frightened, she reached out for the broom,
And swept them from their hiding place,
Into the middle of the room.
They shot at her with little guns.
Into her skin, the sharp pains tore.
She beat to death the aliens,
Breaking their bodies on the floor.

She found their spacecraft the next day,
With tiny letters - U.S.A.