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Ghost Hunting - 2

I've had many encounters with this particular haunted site. I'll be as chronologically correct as I can. A group of friends wanted to go ghost hunting. We all piled into our friends station wagon (I'd say somewhere about 10 of us or so...). We had originally planned to go to Mililani Cemetery (local legend has it that if you go around a particular statue several times, it's gaze is supposed to follow you, or something like that, while some versions even say that it gets off its pedestal and chases after you... never had either experience, but anyway.) The driver of the car, Sonia, said "You guys, my sister was telling me about this haunted toilet she went to not too long ago..." "What!?!?! Haunted TOILET!?!?!" Most of us laughed. She said "Yeah, the story is that this lady had a child she didn't want, so she killed it, dismembered it, and flushed the pieces down the toilet of this public park. So now, whenever you flush the toilet at night, it says 'help me'." I said, utterly amused by this, "Yeah, let's go!!!” Unfortunately, she wasn't sure of where it was. All she knew was that it was a public park in Wahiawa. We wandered around for what seemed like forever. She finally called home and got directions from her sister. We finally got there. It was down a long parking lot with no lights, save our headlights which were shining on a creepy old brick building. Sonia turned to us and said "This is it guys" "AAAGGGHHHH!!!" we all screamed. We sat there staring at the building for a while... no one wanted to get out of the car. Finally, Sonia said "Let me turn the car around, because if we do hear this, we're all going to panic and run out, then I'll have to turn the damn car around." "Good idea" I said, so she turned the car around, and there we were, now staring at the building through the back window. Finally, one person, Jared, got out of the passenger seat and said "Fine, I'll go." He stood out there for a few seconds and said "I'm not going alone". I got out of the car next, and then eventually everyone came out. Now picture this hilarious sight. Close to a dozen people huddled together in a large blanket moving ‘en masse’ towards a public bathroom at night, totally in fear of what lay ahead. We got there and found that the lights didn't work (of course). Jared is the only one brave enough to go, and he goes in and turns a corner, disappearing from view. We hear him go "Oh S**T!" We all scream "WHAT?!?!?!" He says, "There's four stalls" "AGGHGGGGHHH!!!!" we scream again. He says, "Okay, I'll flush the first one, then come out". He does so. We wait. Nothing. "Awww." we cry. Jared says, "I can't handle doing this three more times" as he drags the next person in line, John, to help him. Jared says he'll flush two of them, and John only needs to flush one. They'll flush them all, then come running out. We hear a barrage of flushes, then nothing. We were all quite disappointed. Just then a member of our group, Dre,

Fred Wright Park's Haunted Toilet

Back in HIgh School

I had a car full of my cheerleader girl friends going cruising one night, and we decided to catch some spooky-fun at a popular graveyard on the Leeward side. As we were driving around the graveyard, one of the girls in the back started screaming, hiding her face and wanted us to leave that place. Everyone else thought that she was just over-reacting, but after a while we decided to leave, being she was in tears already. After we left the graveyard, she told us that she saw an old lady ghost up on the hill looking at them, then in a flash, she was at the car's window looking in at her sitting in the back seat! That's when she screamed. Of course, none of us saw or experienced anything, and from her reaction to what she had just told us, we were glad we didn't because she was really shaken up from the experience! (By T.C.)

One evening (during our summer break from high school in 1975) my friends decided to check out Morgan's Corner to go 'Ghost hunting'. It is not the Nuuanu one, but the one next the Pali Golf Course. It was kinda late (about 11:30pm) when we came down the Pali and turned left into the road that led to Morgan's Corner. We were cruising with 2 cars: one was a souped up '69 Camaro that was driven by a friend of ours named Craig. He had his friend sitting in the front passenger seat, and two girls were sitting in the back. The other car, a “souped up” '67 Chevelle Malibu was driven by my friend Geoff. I was sitting in the front passenger seat, and we had three girls sitting in the back. We were cruising the dark road when about midway we came to this area (on our left) where there was a fairly large area where you could turn your car around. As we passed this area, Craig and Geoff slowed down and everyone noticed that the area was dimly lit by the moonlight. Then we all saw it. An old car was parked there. It was light blue and it appeared to be an old 1960's Valiant. The dome light was on and it gave an eerie dim yellowish glow. There were three men sitting in the car...a driver, front seat passenger, and a back seat passenger seated directly behind the driver. They were all wearing what appeared to be U.S. sailor uniforms. At this point our two cars were driving really slow. As we passed behind them, we noticed that not one of the sailors moved a muscle...they all just stared straight ahead. We finally passed them, continued into the darkness of the road and lost sight of them. Only a few seconds passed when one of the girls asked, "Didn’t you guys think that was weird?" With that my friend Geoff yelled "Yeah!" and signaled for Craig to stop. Geoff pulled over next to him and yelled, "Let's go back and check it out!" So Craig put his car in reverse and quickly reversed his car back to that area. Geoff was also reversing and was not far behind Craig. The blue Valiant and its occupants were gone! Both Craig and Geoff quickly turned their hotrods around and began wildly racing back towards the direction of the entrance thinking that they would easily catch that car. We finally reached the entrance and you know what? That old beat up blue Valiant (and its three occupants)were gone. All of us knew that no way could that Valiant outrace both of our souped up cars! And no way could that beat up old Valiant handle those turns at Morgan's Corner! Everyone agreed on what we saw and the events that unfolded. But none of us had any explanation for it. (By GeeBee)

The Chase at Morgan's Corner

says, "Hey there's someone coming." We all freaked out and ran for the car. We got to the car, but we saw no one around. Dre, who is sitting to my left suddenly buries his head between his legs, and literally starts shaking like a leaf, refusing to tell us what he saw until we were far away from this place. I said, "We might as well leave since we didn't hear the voice." Jared said one of the toilets didn't flush when he pushed the handle. Dre refused to budge, but after some time, we all decided to go, except for Dre and Sonia who stayed in the car. So there we went again in the tight blanket. Jared turns the corner and flushes, but it only flushes half way. The water settles. We hear something that kind of sounds like a moan. Jared flushes again, this time holding it down until the flush is complete. The water settles. Nothing. Just as we let our guard down, we heard it. "HELP ME." We ran screaming to the car. Now, again, being the skeptic, as we drove away, I wondered... could it have just been pipes or something easily explainable? After some internal dialogue, I was pretty certain that it was not something supernatural. Until the next week, when some friends from one of the clubs I belonged to at UH wanted to go ghost hunting. We all got down there, at my suggestion, and three of the guys were TOTAL skeptics (almost borderline disrespectful). They kept flushing and flushing. This where my skepticism quickly disappeared. The "p" in "help" was very distinct. You could tell, because the "help me" was getting louder with each successive flush, amazingly enough, and by the fifth flush, we all started to smell sulfur, at which time, we all thought it was a good idea to leave. One of the three skeptics (who shall remain nameless...) was caught apologizing to the toilet. Pretty funny sight. I took several other trips to this haunted toilet, though two of the more recent ones stand out. We went one night, and for the first time, the light in the bathroom was working. I went in to flush, but nothing happened. I flushed several times to no avail. We went outside, disappointed. A few moments later, a truckload of teenagers went in, obviously there for the same reason. They went in and flushed, with no effect. One guy came back out to the truck, got an air gun, went back in and shot the light out (VANDAL!!!) We then heard a flush, and moments later, they all came out screaming their heads off. We asked them if it worked with the light out, and they said "Yup". We went in and tried it... sure enough it worked. Strange, eh. Anyway, the last trip I took there was about a year or so ago. There'll be no more tales of the haunted toilet at Fred Wright Park. It's been removed. There are now three stalls instead of four, and one (oddly enough one of the ones that was "the" toilet) has been covered by a handicapped stall. (By Chad O.)

My friend Richard was a strange character. He has on occasion exhibited a 6th sense or ESP which I personally witnessed, and I know that he has conducted a few séances. One evening, some friends and I went over to Richard's house to play cards and talk stories. (His house was located near the Kaimuki Stream Bridge and Date St.) After a while, Richard suggested that we go to the Japanese graveyard located near Kaimuki High School. I guess out of curiosity all of us agreed to go. *I strongly recommend that whoever is reading this... DO NOT do what we did that night! Unfortunately, this event occurred a few years before my father warned me "not to disrespect anything on this island". Shortly after arriving at the graveyard, Richard selected a certain headstone and instructed us to sit around it. It just so happens that Richard and I were the only ones sitting on part of the structure below the headstone. Richard produced 2 boxes of wooden stick matches, and he arranged them in some type of symbol (on the area where he and I were sitting). He made the heads of the matches touch each other. Then he began to chant in Japanese and started to light all of the matches. All of us were intrigued to say the least. After Richard finished, he told us to be quiet and wait. "What we stay waiting for?" someone asked. "Shhh!" replied Richard. We waited for 30 minutes and nothing happened. Then Richard said, "Hmmm, I guess it's not going show itself". My friends and I grumbled that this was a waste of our time, and we all decided to go back to Richard's house. It was about 12:30 a.m. when everyone decided to go home. I lived on Young St. behind King's Bakery, so I walked straight down Date St. Just as I began crossing Isenberg St., I began hearing lots of cats meowing and making strange noises. As I reached the other side, I saw about 10 to 15 cats running from this wooden apartment complex. I was really freaked out because they just came out of nowhere. I looked behind me and noticed one cat dart across the street. It ducked under this hibiscus hedge right behind me. At this point I was walking a little faster now and still looking at the hedge. The cat emerged from the hedge and was on the sidewalk about 15 feet behind me. It was crawling low to the ground like it was stalking me and getting ready to jump. It was moving fast. At 5 feet away I got a really good look at it in the street light. It was a big sized cat with a dark grayish color, and a vertical white stripe on its forehead that ended at the top of its nose. This is where it gets really weird. Something was wrong with its face. It didn't have the typical features of a cat. I mean its eyes and nose looked human. It was like looking at a person's face. I started running. I looked back to see what it was doing and it was chasing me! I put on the after burners that were fueled by fear and I hauled 'you know what!' I did not look back nor did I stop until I reached home. I noticed that all the while I was running home, it felt like I was carrying some kind of weight on my shoulders. And as soon as I reached the door of my home, the sensation immediately disappeared. The next day I called Richard to tell him what happened. He said, "I hope it didn't touch you!" I told him that it did not and he sounded genuinely relieved. Then he explained that the thing I saw is called an "Obake Neko" or ghost cat. Richard told me that he had called on this thing twice before and it had showed itself both times. He said that on the previous night at the graveyard, this thing was supposed to show itself, walk around us a couple of times then disappear right before our very eyes. Richard told me that if this thing had touched me, I would have gotten sick or worse! He also said that the weight I felt on my shoulders (while I was running) was a spirit, and it released me when I reached a safe haven (my home). I was really mad at this point, and Richard profusely apologized saying that he didn't mean for it to single me out. He said that it probably did because I was sitting on the grave! To this day I still can't believe what I experienced that night. I will never forget the face of that thing! (By GeeBee)

Obake Neko

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