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Dealing with evil is not always a matter of being a heroic paranormal investigator or a clergy person who specializes in demonology and exorcisms. Evil doesn't necessarily show itself on a grandiose scale and neither does it parade itself about, daring even the holiest of men to cast it out if they can. Evil can be found in the school teacher who sees his student being bullied but does nothing about it. Evil can be found in the pharmacist who purposely ups the dosage to a patient thereby endearing death to partake of his bounty. Evil lurks within the grocery store clerk - no one knows he beats his elder mother and takes her social security checks.
Hawaii is an ancient place. So many people have lived - and died - here. With such a rich, cultural history, chances are that, in our small community, at least one person in nearly every household has had some kind of supernatural "chicken skin" occurrence. Welcome to Ghosts Next Door, a collection of ghost stories and other thoughts about and around the Mysteries of Hawaii.
Ghosts Next Door
by Lopaka Kapanui
Sep 13, 2019
Sep 12, 2019
100 Ghost Stories Counting Down To Halloween 2019 #51
AKAHELE
It's 12:35 in the afternoon. The end is near, any minute now to be frank. It's because time is short that I'll get to the point. I'll say this, the first thing is my name is Deone and paranormal investigations is my thing, it had been for a while. Everybody knows that after you do things for a certain amount of time you begin to think you're an expert on the subject.
It's 12:35 in the afternoon. The end is near, any minute now to be frank. It's because time is short that I'll get to the point. I'll say this, the first thing is my name is Deone and paranormal investigations is my thing, it had been for a while. Everybody knows that after you do things for a certain amount of time you begin to think you're an expert on the subject.
Sep 11, 2019
100 Ghost Stories Counting Down To Halloween 2019 #52
HAUMIA
It lives and thrives in the mold and mildew of long-standing homes whose occupants were caught up in the despair of broken relationships and generational abuse. It's the kind of mold and mildew that can't be cleaned and cleansed away by a good sponge, dust mop, and some elbow grease. Its collective festering is the result of an inner seething self-hate left over by its previous tenants that flakes away from the layers of the meticulously painted walls of the house.
It lives and thrives in the mold and mildew of long-standing homes whose occupants were caught up in the despair of broken relationships and generational abuse. It's the kind of mold and mildew that can't be cleaned and cleansed away by a good sponge, dust mop, and some elbow grease. Its collective festering is the result of an inner seething self-hate left over by its previous tenants that flakes away from the layers of the meticulously painted walls of the house.
Sep 10, 2019
100 Ghost Stories Counting Down To Halloween 2019 #53
HELE AKU
On the morning that Rae Anne Tanaka took her own life, a simple breeze skimmed over the waters of Māmala at Honolulu harbor and made its way into a parking lot where it lifted a small pile of faded orange and pink shower tree petals with such sublime grace that it became as one with the wind. Carrying the petals in a long swooping pattern back toward the Aloha Tower, Rae Anne couldn’t help but notice that the combination of wind and petals seemed to be gathering around her. It gave her an odd sense of comfort and support as if those few hundred petals was a place where she could lay her head to rest.
On the morning that Rae Anne Tanaka took her own life, a simple breeze skimmed over the waters of Māmala at Honolulu harbor and made its way into a parking lot where it lifted a small pile of faded orange and pink shower tree petals with such sublime grace that it became as one with the wind. Carrying the petals in a long swooping pattern back toward the Aloha Tower, Rae Anne couldn’t help but notice that the combination of wind and petals seemed to be gathering around her. It gave her an odd sense of comfort and support as if those few hundred petals was a place where she could lay her head to rest.
Sep 9, 2019
100 Ghost Stories Counting Down To Halloween 2019 #54
IKE PĀPĀLUA
Grant Society Case File: #0000006
Manoa
The ring from Raymond’s phone bounced off of the walls of his small office and startled him from his project, which he was not certain was even correct. The trustees of the old Church Choir were antiquated, aristocratic descendants of the old missionary families whose ideals had worn out their relevance to modern times. The choir suffered due to the lack of investors who saw no use in floating an artistic entity that recycled the same formula for the past six seasons. It was frustrating for young Raymond who, himself, was a music teacher and an opera singer. Now, he sat in front of his work computer looking at yet another version of a letter that he hoped would change the mind of his employers once and for all.
Grant Society Case File: #0000006
Manoa
The ring from Raymond’s phone bounced off of the walls of his small office and startled him from his project, which he was not certain was even correct. The trustees of the old Church Choir were antiquated, aristocratic descendants of the old missionary families whose ideals had worn out their relevance to modern times. The choir suffered due to the lack of investors who saw no use in floating an artistic entity that recycled the same formula for the past six seasons. It was frustrating for young Raymond who, himself, was a music teacher and an opera singer. Now, he sat in front of his work computer looking at yet another version of a letter that he hoped would change the mind of his employers once and for all.
Sep 8, 2019
100 Ghost Stories Counting Down To Halloween 2019 #55
KA WAIHONA
Grant Society Case File #1130320-10
Jade Street, Makaha
In my nightmare, the ice-cold hands held my ankles firmly in its grip and yanked me down into the dark abyss off of the sandy shores of Keawaʻula. It toyed with me and let me resurface long enough to catch my breath then it would jerk me back down just under the surface of the water where it kept me a second longer each time. I prayed for those hands to loosen their grip just long enough so that I could get away but to no avail, it had already been fifteen minutes.
Grant Society Case File #1130320-10
Jade Street, Makaha
In my nightmare, the ice-cold hands held my ankles firmly in its grip and yanked me down into the dark abyss off of the sandy shores of Keawaʻula. It toyed with me and let me resurface long enough to catch my breath then it would jerk me back down just under the surface of the water where it kept me a second longer each time. I prayed for those hands to loosen their grip just long enough so that I could get away but to no avail, it had already been fifteen minutes.
Sep 7, 2019
100 Ghost Stories Counting Down To Halloween 2019 #56
KINIPOPO
It was a muggy Saturday morning and Devon’s team was down by two points. The baseball field was slick and wet from the early morning rain and several of Devon’s teammates slipped, slid and tumbled on their way to home plate.
It was a muggy Saturday morning and Devon’s team was down by two points. The baseball field was slick and wet from the early morning rain and several of Devon’s teammates slipped, slid and tumbled on their way to home plate.
Sep 6, 2019
100 Ghost Stories Counting Down To Halloween 2019 #57
I KELA ME KEIA MAKAHIKI
Grant Society Case File: #33101-15
16th Avenue Bridge Kaimuki
Evelyn Gemma asked me to meet her at two ‘o clock in the morning at the sixteenth avenue overpass in Kaimuki. She needed help; her daughter’s ghost was going to appear at that exact hour as she had done for nearly two years. It was where she was killed when a speeding car hit her and took her life as she was running across the bridge to get into her boyfriend’s waiting car. The car that killed her, and she never saw it coming.
Sep 5, 2019
100 Ghost Stories Counting Down To Halloween 2019 #58
KA HALE MEHAMEHA
Kalihi
No one who lived in the house could stay for too long. In less than a month of residing in the humble one-bedroom abode, the occupants ran from the domicile screaming for their life, but would never speak of their reason for fleeing.
Kalihi
No one who lived in the house could stay for too long. In less than a month of residing in the humble one-bedroom abode, the occupants ran from the domicile screaming for their life, but would never speak of their reason for fleeing.
Sep 4, 2019
100 Ghost Stories Counting Down To Halloween 2019 #59
E KALA MAI IA MAKOU E MIKA RILEY
“There’s been speculation over the years about your house being haunted,” I said.
Grant Society File #18317-04 Kaimuki. 2nd Avenue
“There’s been speculation over the years about your house being haunted,” I said.
Sep 3, 2019
100 Ghost Stories Counting Down To Halloween 2019 #60
KEALIA
(Disclaimer: This story is pure fiction. It never happened.)
(Disclaimer: This story is pure fiction. It never happened.)
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What was I supposed to say? Was I supposed to lie and tell him that I was capable of doing something that I really couldn't do? Of course not; he'd already been through that with a fake con man psychic named Elias Morrow, who promised Ken Watase's late wife that he could completely cure her of her cancer, the stipulation being that it would cost her thirty thousand dollars.
Sep 2, 2019
100 Ghost Stories Counting Down To Halloween 2019 #61
ME-LO
I called him Me-Lo when he was a puppy because it just seemed like it was his name. It was a rare occasion where the Hawaiian Humane Society had a litter of German Shepard pups which they found abandoned and left in a huge box at their door.
Sep 1, 2019
100 Ghost Stories Counting Down To Halloween 2019 #62
LAUNA 'OLELO
Even as I sit here, I question myself as to why I agreed to have dinner with a man that I have nothing but contempt for, and yet here I am. He makes a great spaghetti sauce, and his noodles are boiled to perfection, just tender, not overdone. It’s just too bad that I hate him so much.
Even as I sit here, I question myself as to why I agreed to have dinner with a man that I have nothing but contempt for, and yet here I am. He makes a great spaghetti sauce, and his noodles are boiled to perfection, just tender, not overdone. It’s just too bad that I hate him so much.
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