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.


Happy New Year!

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


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!


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!


A Ball of Light at Hanalei Pier

Female/49/Japanese ancestry
Location: Hanalei Pier, Kauai

My husband and I decided to go fishing one night. It was a beautiful clear night at first we where at Wainiha Beach and nothing was really biting, so we decided to drive to Hanalei Pier on the way back. It was around 3:30 a.m

While I was fishing over the pier looking towards the mountains side, I noticed this bright blue-green round ball moving slowly downwards from the sky towards the top of the mountain. This bright blue-green ball had a bright blue, short thin tail behind it, and when it went behind the mountain there was a really bright lighting flash. 

I yelled for my husband to look at the ball by the mountain!  My husband only seen the lighting flash, which was really bright. The weirdest, strangest thing I have ever seen in 21 years of fishing. But I remember someone telling me that on the Big Island he seen many of these fire balls as he called it, and that the people would say it was the Hawaiian gods fighting each other. That's why you would see some flying up towards the sky and others falling down from the sky to hit the land. Strange that I have never heard of that. I just thought it was like a beautiful shooting star, but the color was odd, not bright white.


The Singing Dogs in the Wind

Female/50/German, English, Northern European
Location: Makaha Valley, Oahu

We moved to Oahu in September 1969 and my family moved to Makaha valley in 1971, roughly. It was great back then, was still pretty much country kine style; every family lot was good size, like a quarter acre. Our property had big mango trees and the back of the property was untamed, just plenty tall grass and koa, good for cutting trails, making forts and flying kites bought from the old corner store, when had good wind!
We lived on an old bumpy road. Pretty much was all old bumpy roads back then. Kaulaili road was our road with a long driveway to the property. Nobody ever came our house for trick or treat, too spooky! First year we lived there my mom bought candy to give out but no one would come down the long dark driveway to the house! Us kids never mind though cause we scored extra candy!

On our property had two houses: one large house that was actually half of a barracks, and a smaller house that was officer quarters: old crystal doorknobs and windows that were operated by rope pulleys, big heavy doors in the main house. It was a cool place to live for a kid, but also spooky.

I remember one night I was alone in the big house while my brothers and their friends were hanging out in the small house. My parents were out for the evening. I was young grade school age, alone in the main house sitting in my dad's recliner watching one of three channels just before had cable. I was happy I got to watch whatever I wanted since we only had one TV back then. It was dark and never have any wind, only little bit light on in the house, fairly quiet except once in a while hearing my brother them laughing next door, sucking 'em up, making fun of each other!

Then from far away up the valley I could hear a faint noise, like dogs barking and howling. Then could hear it a little bit louder. As this captured my attention, it seemed as though the sound was moving down the valley coming our way. I noticed another sound with it; it sounded like wind, best I could make out, yet all was quiet with our dogs and no breeze blowing, more still then anything. I listened as it came closer, now able to tell it was traveling from the back of the valley down toward the ocean, traveling through each road one at a time. You could hear the change as soon as it hit the next road down. The dogs on that road would begin to howl and singsong as dogs do when they're alerting about seeing something like a spirit. As the next road of dogs began to make noise, the dogs from the previous road would become quiet. As it moved closer road by road you could hear a loud wind through the trees, although not yet in our yard. Finally it came closer and closer until it was on our road.

All the dogs on our road began to sing and howl and the once still trees began to shake and sway from a strong wind rustling the leaves. Then a strong gust of wind blew through our house slamming every door shut one by one! As it moved on to the next road closer to the ocean, our dogs quieted and the trees settled, beginning again with the dogs on the next road until all sound stopped, our place quiet, the trees still, the dogs quiet.

Later I had been told by my friend's parents of how the spirits travel from the heiau in the valley towards the ocean and back again. I listened as they told me of night marchers and what the dogs see and how they respond. Thus began Auntie's education, with many more experiences to follow.

Aloha to all the kupunas who raised the young haole girl with love giving me the sense of Ohana and love that was missing in my own home. Mahalo Nui Loa to my Hawaiian Aunties and Uncles and the beautiful local people who became my Ohana.


The Jeep

Informant: Male/26/Portuguese, Chinese, Hawaiian ancestry
Location: Kealia, Kauai

I was around 15 when this happened. It was the 4th of July and me, my dad and my sister went up to Monuments to bust fireworks. It was around 12:30 a.m. and I was busting fireworks in something like a big gigantic drain. My dad and my sister were just sitting around watching me. I ran out of fireworks, so I went back to the truck to get some more. When I turned around, there was an old, old Jeep right behind me. The kind that was just bars, no cover or anything.

The way this place is, it’s a dirt road. We went down it about one mile, and we could see the beginning of it. If there had been any cars coming, we would have seen them. But there it was, right behind me. Nobody heard it or saw it coming. The Jeep was revving it's engine. When I looked in it, there was nobody there. There was no driver. It revved its engine again, and drove off down the road. I saw the lights turn the corner, and it was gone.

I looked over at my dad and sister, and my dad said, “You guys saw that? Did you see anyone in the car?” I told him there was nobody in it. He says, “We goin' follow. Come on.” So we all get in the truck, and my dad starts it up, and it dies. He tried three more times, and it died out each time. He says to us, “If the truck dies out a fifth time, that means something doesn’t want us to follow it.” He started the truck, and it died out again. Finally my dad said, “Let’s get outta here.” He threw it in reverse, it didn’t stall, and we left.

About three weeks later, I went to ride dirt bike with my uncle up at Monuments. We got to the road that we had been on that night, so I tell my uncle, “Eh, let’s go down this road. I want to see what’s down here.” So a little ways down the road, where we saw the Jeep turn, there was a tree. And wrapped around the tree was a Jeep. It looked like it had been there for a long time because it was all rusted. It was the same Jeep that I had seen that night.