Post #132050 by MaiTaiMafia-Old on Mon, Dec 20, 2004 10:55 PM

The Kahuna's stories were spooky at the time, but I think the scariest stories are from one of my friends- another native Hawaiian that was born/raised here. Picture the setting in which he told me this tale: Friday night, about 11:30pm, he and a couple of other friends and I sitting in his garage talking-story (this is a typical Friday night out here - some good barbecue, a few Heinekens and talk-story... all in the garage/driveway of the house). Someone brought up the subject of Night Marchers or something and my friend starts telling the story of an incident that happened just after he graduated high school:

He and some friends were in a pick-up truck along with some beers and they were looking to go hang out somewhere in the country, drink some beer and talk story - normal stuff. My friend was in the passenger side of the truck, the driver was the only other one in the cab and there were three big local boys in the back(you can ride in the back of a pick-up truck here). As they headed out this one dirt road the driver and my friend both saw up at the edge of the light from their headlights, a white shape moving in the brush on the right side of the road. As the driver slowed down the shape came out and crossed the road to the left side. The truck was now stopped. The guys in the back had no idea what was going on. My friend told the driver to turn around and get out of there- which he started doing, and at the same time, the person in the bushes came back out to the center of the road, turned to face them and started moving towards them. Both my friend and the driver knew what they were looking at, O'ahu's infamous "White Lady". They finally got the car turned around and started heading down the road and now the occupants in the back could finally see why they had changed course so abruptly. They started pounding on the top of the truck and screaming like little girls "Hurry up! Hurry up! She's right behind us!!!". My friend, too scared to turn around (and also unable to see due to the fact that there was about 700lbs of big tough Hawaiian guys plastered against the back window of the truck, ventured a look out the passenger side mirror to see the horrifying image of the wraith rapidly closing on their vehicle. He said he didn't know how long she chased them but at some point she must have stopped because the guys in the back finally stopped screaming.

After hearing this story (and a few others) I had to drive myself home at about 1:30am in my Jeep that had the side curtains off - about 40 miles, through the haunted pineapple fields and along the lonely and very dark highway that runs along the North Shore to my then-home in Kahuku. I had chicken-skin the entire trip. What a freak-out!!! Their are white lady stories from almost everywhere in the world and most of them are great urban legends. But one look at my friend's face and the sound in his voice while he told this story and I am certain he actually experienced this. He's a very honest guy, father of two and doesn't need to make this stuff up. Other friends that were there in the garage had experienced some of these things with him as well...

[ Edited by: MaiTaiMafia on 2004-12-20 22:56 ]

[ Edited by: MaiTaiMafia on 2004-12-20 23:00 ]