Mom: «Val! The Japanese school sensei said you took off the door knob of the classroom door and the only way she could get out was by climbing through the window. Tonight you get the belt!!» Me: I’m thinking… Go…I ain’t afraid of no belt. Dad: «Val! Tonight I am taking you to… Morgan’s Corner.» Me: «Morgan’s Corner! Go!»…I’m thinking, my dad would never do that! Dad: «Wake up Val! Get in the car!» It is 9:30 P.M. and I was fast asleep. I was roughly awaken and dragged to the car by my dad. I was in a daze and didn’t know what was going on. My mom was standing by the door watching like this was the last time she would see me. We lived in Nuuanu close to… Morgan’s Corner. My father drives down Old Pali Road and makes a u-turn onto Nuuanu Pali Drive. The road is dark and winding. There are no street lights and the trees are tall and there are long vines dangling from the branches and swaying in the wind. The car windows are down and the feeling of this drive are very eerie and cold. Dad: «Val, if you are going to make trouble at school and at home that means you don’t want to live at home. I’m going to drop you off at Morgan’s Corner. You can live there from now on.» We drive on the winding road and after one sharp«S» turn my dad parks his car. He turns off the light. It is pitch black and the creaking of the branches in the wind send chills up my spine. Dad: «This is Morgan’s Corner Val. Do you want to live here?» Me: I’m shivering because it is cold and I am… scared! I answer«No!» Dad: «This is where a ghost lives. Do you want to live with a ghost?» Me: «No!»(I start crying.) Dad: «Get out of the car!» Me: «No!(I am bawling uncontrollable tears!) Dad: „I said GET — OUT — OF — THE — CAR!“ Me: Crying… crying…“NO! I want to go home!» Dad: «You don’t want to live at home because you are always so bad. The teachers complains about how bad you are! Your mother complains about how bad you are! Your brothers complain about how bad you are to them! You want to live here Val. Get out of the car!» My dad opens the door and pulls me out of the car. It is cold and I can feel the wind run through my bones. This place is scary when you are a bad ten year old boy. The shadows look like hungry trolls, lions and scary beast that want to eat me. The vines look like snakes hanging from the trees and I am scared… I’m crying uncontrollable tears. My dad gets back in the car; locks the door and starts the car engine. I run over to the driver side; clawing and pounding at the window. Me: Crying! Crying! Screaming! «Dad! Please! I’ll be good I don’t want to die and live with the ghost. Please dad!» Crying! Crying! «I don’t want to die! I’ll be good! I promise! I’ll be good.» Dad: «Are you sure you will be good and listen to mom and dad and your teachers? Are you sure you want to come home?» Me: Crying! Crying! «Yes dad please!!! Please! I want to go home!» Dad: «Get in the car!» Me: I get in the car… Crying! Crying! Shaking! For years I studied hard and was a good boy. I never gave my parents or my brothers trouble after that night. I was a model first born son because I was scared. I didn’t want to live at… Morgan’s Corner. I heard stories about Morgan’s Corner about how a lady was murdered. I heard that her spirit was restless and angry and she visited Morgan’s Corner at night seeking revenge. I heard about the ghost that haunts this area where some boy hung himself and that his spirit wanders sad, desperately looking to find the woman he loved. Today you can read the facts about Morgan’s Corner. But for many years I believed this place was haunted. I will never forget my night at… Morgan’s Corner. P. S. After watching the movie Ghostbusters…“I ain’t afraid of no ghost!!”
