Evil Eyes

Female/27/Ethnicity undisclosed  

Location: Wahiawa, HI 

I lived in an apartment building and became really close with two of my neighbors. We would often have get togethers in each others houses and drink.  Well one night we were in one of my neighbor's apartment when we got into the paranormal and things of that nature. My neighbor told me he found a bible hidden in his apartment with a picture of a woman underneath it. Till this day I can still remember her picture and the chicken skin it gave me. 

After seeing that picture all I could think about was those eyes she had and how it looked like if I stared at them any longer she would snatch me up right into the picture. It was just something about her eyes that just gave you an instant feeling that something was very dark and sinister about this lady. Needless to say I was freaked out. Who was this lady, and why was her picture underneath that bible? I mean, to go and hide a bible and put someone's picture underneath it seems an extreme precaution to go through. 

I finally got sleepy enough to fall asleep. I was dreaming a good dream it seemed, at first. I was with my mother in my apartment (my mother had passed away), but it was my mother so in my dream it was very pleasant. The dream seemed so real it was as if I was really going through the motions. My mother was as sweet as she always was, but for some reason she kept on saying not to go to work and to stay with her. I politely explained, "I can't miss work, you raised me better than that," and I would continue what I was doing. Then she'd say again, "Don't go to work, don't leave, stay with me," with a little more forceful voice. And I would reply the same and continue what I was doing, until it came time for me to leave and go to work.  I reached for the door, and what seemed to be my mother at first grabbed my wrist and pulled with great power and said "Stay with me." I turned to look back, but it wasn't my mother. It was the lady in the picture I had just seen with those eyes staring back at me. 

I immediately woke up in horror, extremely creeped out. I didn't even try to go back to sleep that night. Ever since then in that apartment I felt as if that woman's entity wanted to do harm to me. I could feel her eyes on me in every room of my house.  

As soon as I got the courage to speak about it, I talked to the neighbor who had found the picture. I told him about my dream and he laughed at me. In my embarrassment I went home, trying to convince myself that it was just a dream. Then I about a week later that neighbor came to talk to me. He said he talked to the landlord and showed him the picture of the woman. The landlord told him she was a former tenant that killed herself by setting her apartment building on fire. The landlord also informed him that the picture might have been put there by the lady's brother who claimed that she was possessed days before she killed herself. 

Needless to say I moved out as soon as I could, but I will never forget what happened to me and how I felt.

Loyalty

Informant: Female/27/Korean-Portuguese ancestry

Location: Lihue, Kaua`i

My grandpa told us a story about his middle son, my uncle, who died many years ago from Cerebral Palsy. When all three sons were younger, they used to go play in the baseball park across the street from their house. My uncle at the time had a dog named Trixie. This dog would follow him everywhere he went, so naturally she followed him across the street. But as she was crossing the street, she was struck by a car.

My uncle wheeled his chair over to her and picked her up and cried and cried as he held her. And then all of a sudden, Trixie sprung back to life. As if nothing had happened, nothing broken.

My dad said that this dog was deader than dead. It wasn't moving there was blood coming out of her nose and her mouth. He can't explain how she just sprung back to life. And she lived a very long life after that.

Robert

Informant: 21/Male/Portugese ancestry

Location: Ele’ele, Kauai

This took place on New Year’s Eve maybe three years ago. It was at the house of my girlfriend at the time and it was the usual New Year’s party on Kauai: family, friends and fireworks.   

Now, the girlfriend I had at the time could see things. Often times she would tell me stories of her past experiences with seeing ghosts and I would always take her word for it. I remember the first story she told me about a ghost named Robert that played with her when she was a kid. She told me he hung himself and she could see his broken neck clearly with the rope still around it. 

It was around 1 or 2 am and  me, a couple of my friends and my girlfriend were outside playing on my uke singing songs, when she suddenly says, “ Robert likes your guys singing.” Of course I was like, "Who's Robert?" and when she replied, my friend I remembered. She told me he was by the palm tree near the neighbor’s house which was about maybe 25-30 feet away, but nobody was there. Me, being a skeptic, asked her if she could ask Robert to prove that he was there by shaking the tree he was at. She asked, and as soon as she did a huge gust of wind blew and the palm tree moved violently back and forth. 

I know what you’re thinking. It was just a huge gust of wind. But none of the surrounding plants, hedges or other palm tree moved...only the one Robert was at. Of course I thought it was just the wind, so I made her ask again…and the same thing happened. A strong gust of wind, but only that one tree moving. I went on to ask a third time with the same results.  

It was around 2:50 am where my girlfriend said, “ Robert said to go inside. He’s going to leave 'cause bad people are coming.” It freaked out everyone and we all went inside. There were at least five of us there that witnessed the palm tree event.  In the house my girlfriend said not to move that much and not to make any noise, and we were like, "How come?" And then 3 am came and instantly the air pressure in the room became heavy and it was hard to breathe or move. She described and angry ancient Hawaiian man by the window looking at us and she told us not to look at him. She also said there was a woman with glowing red eyes in the window that was directly behind us. Then came the scratching sound on the walls, and you could hear things dragging on the ground in the garage. Then suddenly, it stopped. The pressure was gone, and I looked at the time. It was 3:15 am. 

The pressure was intense and the fear was so real, but none of use could see it but my girlfriend.

Menehune of Mililani Mauka

Informant: Male/Age unknown/ Japanese Ancestry

Location: Mililani Mauka, Oahu

I am hoping by sharing this story, other folks in Mililani Mauka will share their stories.  There is definitely something going on up here but I can’t seem to find any history, tales, fact or fiction supporting my experiences up here.

My family and I moved into a brand new home in Kapanoe, a subdivision at the top of Mililani Mauka, about six years ago.  My son, now eight, was two at the time.  Many nights at around 2 am, he would call out for me and I would wearily go to his room, hop in bed with him where we would both fall asleep.  One night, after calling for me, he pointed to a corner of his room and asked, “Daddy, who’s that?”  I am actually blind but, needless to say, the hair on my arms and the back of my neck stood straight up.  The next night, I permanently moved into his bedroom.

Over the next month or so, my son would regularly awaken around 2 am, sit up, and stare at this particular corner of his room.  He described what he saw to me as a boy that looked like a little man.  One night, I asked my son if the little man-boy was telling him anything.  My son replied, “Yeah, he’s putting his finger to his lips and telling me ‘Shhh.’”  That was it – I called a kahu to bless the house, which he did, and planted a couple dozen ti leaves all around the house. 

Over the years, my son gradually saw less and less of this little man-boy but would still occasionally wake up at around 2 am and jump into bed with  me as I was, and still am, sleeping in his room.  Although these appearances diminished, I couldn’t help but notice that, even with our windows closed, shutters would open and doors would slam.  Could this little man-boy be a menehune just trying to befriend my son and play pranks on me?  For the longest time, I didn’t bring this up with anyone except for a few family members and friends who I knew wouldn’t laugh at me. 

One day this past Summer, for some reason, while talking to a former neighbor who was visiting, I mentioned this little man-boy spirit or ghost to him and I could tell from his reaction that he knew exactly what I was talking about.  He shared how, when he lived in the neighborhood and had a sleep-over birthday party for his son, one of the boys was woken and startled by this very same little man-boy, got freaked out, and insisted his parents pick him up right then and there … at 2 am.

Then, just a few weeks ago, a neighbor across the street mentioned how his young son woke up one night at around 2 am and saw something little walking up the stairs toward his room.  And to top all of these encounters off, the day after Halloween, I bumped into my new next door neighbors who embarrassingly laughed and asked if I knew about any ghosts or menehune in the neighborhood.  I froze, dropped my jaw, got chicken skin up and down both arms and on the back of my neck … “Why?” I asked.  The husband replied, "because our two-year old was talking to someone last night and when we asked who it was, she said a little boy. … and when we asked if the little boy said anything, our two-year old simply put her finger to her lips and said, ‘hush’”.

Happy Halloween!

Happy Halloween my ghoulies and ghosties! I hope you are having a spookily fun (and safe!) holiday. I posted a new story below, so enjoy!

How did you celebrate this year? What did you go as? I went as  gypsy, did some palm readings and tripped some people out.

I'd love to see your Halloween costumes!

Trouble Comes Down The Road

Informant: Female/27/Korean-Portuguese Ancestry
Location: Lihue, Kauai

My sister and her husband were about to start building their new house. Before they could get started, the construction crew insisted that the land be blessed first. So since they couldn't get a priest on such short notice, they got a Hawaiian Kahuna to bless it.

Me, my sister and her husband, and the construction workers all stood and did what we were told by the Kahuna. She said, "You're at the end of a cul de sac. Since you are at the end, I suggest you plant Ti plants here because trouble comes down the road. If you don't, there will be many arguments and fights in your house."

Not too long after that I was talking to a friend of mine who lived with his sister and her boyfriend. He was telling me that lately they have been getting into a lot of fights together. I remembered what the Kahuna said, so I asked him, "Do you happen to live at the end of the road?" He said, "Yeah, actually. How did you know?"

I told him to plant some Ti leaves. Not sure if they did or not, but they no longer live in that house anyway.

Spirit Alarm Clock

Informant: Female/24/Irish American ancestry
Location: Hilo, Hawaii

My boyfriend is a Hilo local of Hawaiian heritage who works for a security company. He had to go to Kona to start work by 6:00am, so he woke up at 3:00am and left by 3:15am. We live downtown in a huge, very safe building with a lot of empty rooms across from Central fire station, but today for some  reason I locked the door as soon as he walked out. I lay back down and put on my eye mask and headphones on to help me fall back asleep.

As soon as I laid down, I felt that I was not alone. Since they weren't earplugs I could still hear everything, just slightly muffled. I could hear noises like someone was moving around the room, but I tend to sometimes have an over-active mind and didn't want to believe there was a presence with me. Somehow I drifted into a very light sleep. I rolled over onto my side facing the door when all of a sudden something slid into the bed.

It got on top of me perpendicularly and started jumping up and down on top of me crushing in between my ribcage and my hip! Three times this happened before I could speak, I was so startled. I somehow managed to yell, "Get Out of here! Get out of here!" And the pressure disappeared. I just laid still with my eye mask on waiting. I could tell it was still in the bed and it felt like it was caressing the side of my face. As soon as it stopped I lunged towards my phone, ripped off my eye mask and turned on some worship music.

I could see nothing in our tiny studio that looked out of the ordinary. I know that I wasn't dreaming because when I rolled over in bed I woke up. I told my boyfriend what happened and he said that the evening before he had been lockig up the rooms after open house and had been whistling when he felt a chill on his neck. He apologized because he probably called the spirit with his whistling!