Ok...I'll add a "story":
I was in my mid-20's and living in Colorado where I operated an insurance agency. I had been to my hometown in New Mexico on other business.... and one of my close High School friends, living in our Hometown, was going out of State for a couple of weeks to an Electronics School. Somehow it evolved that his wife and children would visit with us in Colorado until his schooling was finished and then we would all return to New Mexico to retrieve their personal property from the rented house and they would also move to Colorado.
After he returned from School, We left Colorado and travelled back to New Mexico where we loaded up the 2 trailers with their belongings...(except the beds and a few minor things)... by nightfall one evening and went to bed early...intending an early departure after daybreak. My wife and I slept in the front bedroom, just off the front (living) room. In the middle of the night, I awoke and went to the restroom......then I got a glass of water in the kitchen.
While I got the glass of water, I heard voices in the living room and decided that my friend and his wife were probably discussing their imminent move. I went back into the bedroom. I sat on the edge of the bed, sipping from the glass of water, and listening. The voices didn't sound familiar....so I opened the door leading to the living room just a few inches...and peered out.
There was a Navajo Indian and his girlfriend on the couch. (Apparently, they had been living there while my friends were not there, although we hadn't seen any evidence of this.) I closed the door...but did not shut it.....thinking that I MUST BE asleep, yet. I sat back down on the bed. I heard voices and movement in the living room again. I again opened the door slightly and peered out. It was still dark in the house and no lights had been turned on....except in the living room.
I saw the male Navajo head for our bedroom with his girlfriend in tow.
When he opened the door I hit him square in the face with a "Right-Cross" and knocked him into the lamp and to the floor. He jumped up, grabbed his pants and followed his girlfriend out the front door. I chased them to the street wearing only my "skivvies", and couldn't see them anymore so I went back into the house....locking the front door.
I didn't tell anyone else about it until morning......no point ruining their sleep.
TRUE "spook-story"......,
-Junkmanme-