| Ghost Stories from Hawaii |
| First my boss shared an experience from when she was a little girl. She and a friend were running and playing in a large botanical garden. As they ran down the path, they both stopped short at the same time. My boss saw a lady dressed all in white crossing the path in front of them. After crossing the path, the lady passed behind a large tree. When my boss and her friend went to see where the lady had gone, she was nowhere to be found. They both ran back to the start of the trail, and only then discussed what exactly they had seen. The friend had seen the same lady in white, and they were convinced it was a ghost. Second, my part-time boss who also works as a sheriff full time put in a couple of his experiences. Both experiences happened while he was working the night shift of security at the Honolulu Federal Court building. The first experience occurred while he was sleeping. He felt somebody pushing down on him, and thought it was his co-worker playing around. He tried to roll over but his arm was pinned. At that point he woke up completely, and realized nobody was around. He struggled to free his pinned arm (it was pinned across his neck, almost like a headlock), but couldn't move it. Finally he said "Jesus," and his arm flew free. His second experience was actually secondhand--it happened to his co-worker while on the night shift at the same location. His co-worker was a large Hawaiian guy, we'll call him "Kimo." Kimo was on the top floor of the building and was sleeping on a bench. At some point, he woke up because he heard crying. Since the judges often work late in the building and occassionally have family there, Kimo went to look and see if there was a lost child. He called around, but nobody responded. Finally he came back to near where he had been sleeping and saw a young boy on the ledge outside the window. When he approached and shouted for the boy to stay where he was, the boy stopped crying, looked drectly at Kimo, smiled, and then vanished. Kimo ran downstairs and, according to my part-time boss, was extremely pale and sweating. When he tried to ask Kimo what was going on Kimo was unable to talk about it for a while. Finally he got the story from Kimo. After that, neither of them slept while they were working on shift again. Finally, my last co-worker related some of his stories. His first story took place near where we normally work, and he claimed to have had some of the events happen to him as well. He had opened up his office to a friend that needed a place to stay, and his friend was there for a few days. My co-worker came in one day to find his friends clothes on the lawn outside his office and all the doors open. The friend later explained that he had been sleeping when all the doors started opening and closing violently. After checking around to see if somebody was playing a prank, the friend saw a local man wearing blue coveralls and a large black dog standing at the door to the office. The man pointed at the friend, and then disappreared. The other story actually follows a theme that is somewhat common in Hawaii. Because the native Hawaiians were here for so long before white people came, there are a lot of ghost stories that involve the ancient Hawaiians. A key story that is retold in different ways is the story of the night marchers, a procession of Hawaiian Ali'i, or kings, and their retainers. Generally in these stories there are kahili bearers, or men that carried the banner of the Ali'i. In ancient Hawaii, when the Ali'i came, the kahili bearers would precede the Ali'i and the people would bow down or face punishment (usually ritual sacrifice). The story of the night marchers includes a warning to prostrate ones self or they will kill you. My co-worker was at home with his brother. My co-worker was sleeping, and his brother was watching TV. At some point, the brother looked up and saw a Hawaiian man wearing traditional Hawaiian garb standing over my co-worker with a spear held at his side. The brother went to stand up, and the Hawaiian man then pointed the spear at him and glared at him, and he became unable to move. The brother then sat down, and the Hawaiian man reached down for my co-worker. The brother again moved to intervene, and the Hawaiian man again pointed his spear at him. This repeated for what the brother described as five minutes until finally my co-worker woke up. When my co-worker woke up, the man immediately vanished. |
Submitted by Joshua