4.05.2015

Dad's Recliner

Informant: Female/16/Ethnicity unknown
Location of Incident: Oahu

I was going out with my friends, without permission from my dad, one Friday night. I was able to sneak out of the house after he went to his room to sleep. After leaving my home as quietly as possible, I met my best friend a few houses down and got into the car.

As we began to drive away I pulled my purse up to my lap, and realized I didn't have my wallet... no money or I.D. means no fun. I convinced my friend to turn around and pull up to my house while I quickly retrieved my wallet. As we came up to my house, my friend had a very bad feeling. She said something didn't feel right. She's kinda special in that she often has feelings before strange or weird things happen.I told her not to be scared and I'd be back super fast.

As I got to my front door, I could see light coming from the living room window. Thinking my dad woke up to watch T.V., I was getting ready for a tongue lashing. I opened the door already formulating an excuse as to where I went when I noticed my dad sitting in the recliner crashed out. I thought that maybe his bedroom was too hot and he decided to come outside to rest. I went quickly to my room to grab my things and past in front of my father's room, whose door was wide open, when I heard a noise coming from within.

I didn't think, but after retrieving my money I realized that I heard snoring coming out of his room. As I walked back over to pass his doorway I peered into his door and the hair on my entire body shot straight up as I witnessed my dad, lying in his bed deep in slumber! My body began to shake uncontrollably and a sense of fear over took me. I struggled to return to the front door, to what felt like freedom.

As I came upon the living room I could see the red glow of the television dancing across the walls of the kitchen. No sound, no noise, just a chill. It got colder and colder as I came around the corner to the living room. 
I looked in and saw my father sitting on the recliner, his deep black eyes now looking in my direction. I suddenly heard a voice. I turned to look towards the sound and could hear my friend calling for me frantically from behind the front door. When I turned to look back at my dad I could see a slight grin breaking through his hard clay face. My heart sank, and I didn't know what to do.

My friend finally came through the front door and yelled to get away from it. At that moment, the television turned off and the room went black. We made it out of the house safely, but not without fear. My friend told me that she heard a voice say to her, "Go and get Lea out!". She said it sounded like my dad.

After everything started to calm down, and my friend and I gained courage to reenter the house. The entire home felt different. Back to normal. I believe that because I had bad intentions to deceive my dad, I was shown what it could be like to be deceived myself. I no longer keep things from my friends or family. I have a strange feeling of gratitude to whatever was there that night. I learned a very valuable lesson.

3.01.2015

Dried Akule

Informant: Male/52/Japanese ancestry 
Location: Ele'ele, Kauai 

My boy was about five years old whent this happened. Every Thursday night, my wife used to take him to the library. On their way back, he said out of the blue, "All our ancestors are in the car right now!" My wife thought, oh crap. So she asked who was there. My boy started listing off aunts and uncles who had passed away, and named my brother, who had passed away one or two years prior. My wife asked what they wanted, and my boy said they just wanted to say hi. 

He said when they got near Ele'ele McDonald's, all of the spirits left the car, except my brother. My boy asked him, "You not going to go get McDonald's too? You don't want to eat a cheese burger?" My brother told him, no, cheese burgers hurt his stomach. My brother was extremely lactose intolerant, I think maybe he had irritable bowel syndrome. But he hated cheese burgers. I knew this, but there's no way my boy would have known that. My brother then told my boy that he didn't like eating dried akule either, because the salt on it dried out his lips. I didn't know about this, and there's no way my boy would know, so I called my mom to ask. 

I told her what my boy had said, and she said, "You know, I knew that he didn't really care for dried akule, but I never knew why." I told her, "Well, now you know." 

2.01.2015

Lover's Leap

Informant: Male/52/Japanese ancestry
Location: Waimea Landing, Kauai

My boy told me this story. He was with his grandpa and they had some time to kill while waiting for grandma at a doctors appointment, so they decided to have a snack down at Waimea Landing. While they were there, they saw two people, a man and a woman. They were wearing clothing like from the 1800's, and they were talking to each other. Then, suddenly, they both jumped into the ocean.

Grandpa asked my boy, "Did you hear a splash?" Which he didn't. When they got out to investigate, they saw nothing in the water. They didn't stick around long enough to investigate any further.

1.04.2015

2:00 a.m.

Informant: Male/52/Japanese ancestry
Location: Kalaheo, Kauai 

When my boy was six months old, he began crying in the middle of the night. Every night at 2:00 a.m., he would wake up and cry. At first I let him cry, but eventually I would have to go check on him. When I would enter his room, he would be standing in his crib holding onto the bars, nearest the door, crying and looking for us. This went on every night for about a week. He would cry at 2:00 a.m., I would go to his room, and he'd be in his crib nearest the door. I thought, maybe it's my grandparents visiting. I know that spirits have no concept of time, so I said, "There is a time to visit, and 2:00 a.m. is not the time. Come back at a reasonable time!"

One night when my boy cried, I went to his room as usual, but instead of being near the door, he was facing the window with his back pressed against his crib, crying. Something was at the window. I went over to it and felt a chill, but this chill was only at my legs. I realized whatever was there was not my grandparents, and enough was enough. My wife's cousin contacted a Hawaiian kahuna for us, who came to the house. 

At the time that this was going on, they were doing road work on the intersection near my house. After walking around the house, the woman said that there were two Hawaiians coming to my house. Their resting place was near the intersection, and the roadwork had disturbed them. In an attempt to get to the afterlife, they found the brightest light. As children are pure and innocent, they shine brightly, so the spirits were drawn to my boy. The kahuna placed salt in the corner of my boy's room and told me to plant ti leaves at the four corners of my house, which I did. She told the spirits that my boy was not the right light, and they left. 

He didn't cry at 2:00 a.m. again.



12.31.2014

Happy New Year!

Happy new year everyone! Stay safe and have fun busting fireworks. Here's to an even better year!


12.27.2014

A Face?

Informant: Female/30/Korean ancestry
Location: Lihue, Kauai

While at my sister's house for Thanksgiving, I looked out the screen door, and noticed this:





It could very well be that someone covered in heavy makeup or flour (?) walked face first into the screen door. But still, creepy!

5.18.2014

She Crawled Across the Floor

Informant: Female/45/Japanese ancestry
Location: Waipouli, Kapa'a

One night a while ago my husband and I were on our way home to Lihue from fishing down Hanalei. I needed to use the restroom, and since my husband's mother's house is on our way home in Kapa'a, we might as well stop by there.

It was around 12:45 a.m. and the light was still on, so we knew that she was still up. I was knocking on the front door and trying to look through the side glass that is next to the door with sheer curtains. While I was knocking and calling "grandma," I noticed this lady sitting on the floor leaning against the coffee table watching TV. I thought it was my husband's mother, so I told him, "You go and knock harder and call you mom!" which he did while I was looking through the glass.

Well when that lady heard him knock and yell harder, she jumped up and started to crawl towards the front door where we were. I couldn't see her face because she was looking down, only her body, salt and pepper hair and kind of faded, old -fashioned style clothes. Weird! I told my husband, "Hey, you scared somebody now she is right here by the door! Try call and knock again..." So he did, and I was straining to look through the window right down by the front door where we were, to see her get up to open the door...

Then grandma came in opening the kitchen door on the other side and walked across the living room and unlocked the front door.

I was shocked to see her coming from the kitchen and not notice the lady hiding right by the front door where I just saw her crawl to! When I walked into the house I looked behind, and nothing. Weird!

Later in the weeks to come, we were looking at some old photos and I noticed a picture of that lady because of her hair style and color and her old faded clothes. I told my husband, this is who I seen that night crawling towards the door. They said that it was their grandmother that passed away a long time ago, their dad's mother... Wow! I actually saw her spirit inside their house where she use to live. Maybe that is why his sister's kids don't like to sleep in their own room. I guess she does came back to visit!