Missing was one sock which the partner to the only unique pair of socks I ever owned from Scotland.
From my child's favorite teddy bear was missing one porcelain eye, and his robot toy spun, lit up, and beeped and confounding hours of the late night when I, in fact, removed all the batteries. Key lanyards were always misplaced, and shoes and slippers were always mismatched or would have one shoe string tied up in a configuration of nearly impossible knots. Then, one evening after returning from a late dinner at Chai's, I walked into my bedroom and saw a pair of bare feet disappear under it. A smile and a bit of laughter came over me. I let out a loud roar like a lion and lay flat on my stomach. I reached under my bed to grab Travis by his feet, drag him out, and give him zerberts all over his tummy. I found nothing. There was no Travis. Instead, I found the items that had been missing for months under my bed. My sock, the porcelain eye from the teddy bear, and everything else we could never find are neatly lined up side by side in a row as if on display to show me and say, "Ha! Ha! Ha!"I heard a creak on the wooden floor behind me, and I scooted out from under the bed and turned around. On the carpet, just inside my bedroom door, was a small pile of more things. Fingernails, toenails, clumps of hair, old bloodied band-aids, and worse. Another creaking sound came from behind me, and I saw my bed lift ever so slightly, and a whoosh of air went right past me. The small, disgusting pile of human appendages lay under my bed. I grabbed Travis, the babysitter, and our dog, where I pushed everyone into my car, and we drove off into the deep night and never returned. So much for living in the affluent Kahala neighborhood.
17A Productions Presents
LOPAKA KAPANUI - CHICKEN SKIN GHOST STORIES
A LIVE and IN-PERSON storytelling concert at the historic Hawaii Theatre. This master storyteller is one of Hawaii’s most popular teller of tales and has been in the business of scaring people for more than 20 years. Lopaka is terrifically skilled at provoking that sudden chill going down one’s back or causing the small hairs on your arms to stand up. Chicken skin is what we call it in Hawai‘i. Others might refer to it as chills or goosebumps. Sharing real accounts of Hawaii’s supernatural culture, Lopaka often leaves audience members questioning the darkness on their drive home and anxiously leaving the light on at bedtime.
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