The Bowling Alley

Informant: Male/26/Japanese ancestry
Location: Lihue, Kauai
Actual picture of the back of the lanes

I’ve worked at the bowling alley for a few years, and a lot of the time I have to do mechanic maintenance in the back of the lanes. One night I was working in the back, and exited a side room that goes right out onto the back of the lanes. The lane right next to the door is Lane 28, and sitting right there on the wood part of the lane was a black figure. It just looked like a pure black figure, sitting there. But I didn’t think much of it, because I had seen it before. 

Another time I was working in the back cleaning up some tables and chairs. As I walked down the lanes, I passed lanes 7 and 8 and sitting there was the black figure again. I passed right by it, turned around, and it was gone. 

Everyone who has worked at the bowling alley long enough has seen the black figure. One employee was working underneath the pinsetter and looked up through the holes and saw the black figure. 

Other employees have heard phantom bowlers late at night bowling on lanes 13 and 14. They’ve heard the ball go down the lane and pins being hit. They’ve also seen balls falling off the rack, pushed by nobody. 

The bowling alley is full of ghosts. Rumor has it someone committed suicide there when it used to be a grocery store. Lots of old timer bowlers have told me that story, but I forget the name of the person. A senior citizen died there from a heart attack while bowling.

The bowling alley was a grocery store up until the mid 90's. Could it be the location of the meat room incident?


The White Wind

Informant: Male/26/Japanese ancestry
Location: Wailua, Kauai

It was late one night and I was sitting at my computer like I usually do. My mom was asleep on the living room couch, and my dad was in another room right next to mine with the door closed. Out of the corner of my eye, I see someone walk into my parent’s bedroom. I see clothes move. 

I know it’s not my mom, because she’s sleeping. I know it’s not my dad, because if he opened the bedroom door it would make a crapload of noise because it’s warped from the hurricane. The figure was white, and it was like the wind. It moved passed and rustled the clothes. I couldn’t make out if it was a man or woman. 

I’ve seen the figure before, when both of my parents were asleep. I’ve moved my computer monitor since then.



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The Knudsen Gap Hitchiker

Informant: Female/age unknown/Japanese ancestry
Location: Knudsen Gap, Tunnel of Trees, Kauai

It was 10:30 p.m. and my sister was leaving work from Kalaheo and heading towards Lihue. She notice that she was the last car as she passed the Tunnel of Trees. As she was going down the slight hill where there is an old, short concrete bridge, she notice out of the corner of her eye there was a really bright light shining from the passenger seat window. She suddenly realized a very dark figure had entered her car and was sitting in the passenger's seat. The air suddenly became extremely cold; so cold that her teeth started chattering. She didn't dare look at the dark figure that was sitting right next to her. She just kept asking out loud, "Is that you, dad? Is that you, dad?"

This lasted the span of about a minute as she was about to make the turn that goes between the mountain. Suddenly the dark figure jumped out of the car into the hao bushes. The air in the car returned to normal. She wasn't freezing nor were her teeth chattering.

That dark figure scared her so badly that her husband had to drive her to work for about three weeks until she felt comfortable enough to drive by herself again. She never encountered that scary ghost hitchhiker again nor does she ever want to. That stretch of road is called the Knudsen Gap, and there have been quite a few tragic accidents on that straight away. I think (don't quote me on this) it might have to do with that dark figure that jumped in her car.My sister didn't look at it so she wouldn't crash. I can only imagine what that thing looked like. Scary...