Ghosts Next Door

Ghosts Next Door
by Lopaka Kapanui

Jun 2, 2022

Weird 2022

Looking away would have made me just as guilty as the person committing the heinous act.

So, I stopped him from the molestation that he was in the process of doing right inside his car while parked at the abandoned parking lot in Kapolei. It's what happens when people have no control over their vices. Itʻs pathetic. I smashed his driver's side window and stunned him with a punch to his ear. I did not give him a chance to recover as I struck him again and opened the door. I grabbed her, avoiding any contact with his engorged penis sticking out of his shorts, and pulled her toward me, helping to get her out of the car.

Helping her to her feet, I was stunned to see that she was not a little girl but a little person. A midget. I had no time to respond, which she took advantage of by kicking me in the nuts. "Mutha-fucking idiot!" She screamed as she peppered me with kicks to my face, back and shoulders. Her boyfriend, or husband or whoever, joined in and kicked me harder before they got in the car and drove off. Embarrassing, but those who walked up after the fact asked if I wanted to call the cops, to which I said no. They didnʻt see the whole thing, so technically, it was all my fault. I limped back to my car and sat there with the a/c running on full before I cooled down and my nuts stopped throbbing. Where is the ghost story in this, you ask? The department store in question has been abandoned for a couple of years. It was so severely haunted that itʻs negative energy began to permeate the parking lot. So, anytime anyone parks there for whatever reason, shit starts to happen. Not just paranormal shit, but stupid human being shit, like just now. This is how you know a place is legitimately haunted when it starts to have a very adverse effect on the people and everything around it. 


17A Productions Presents

Lopaka Kapanui at Hawaii Theatre

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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