Japanese Ghost Story : The Girl On The Swing

Translated from Japanese by Shishou(師匠)

Ghost Story

 

This incident dates back to the time when I was still studying in a middle school. During those days, my friend-circle consisted of 2 people, whom I will call A-kun and B-kun in this story.

I was friends with A-kun and B-kun since the time when we were in elementary school. Moreover, our homes were very close to each other's and this allowed us to meet every day after school.

Near to our houses was a hill that we would visit frequently. In other words, it was our meeting ground where we would hold our frivolous conversations till late night. The best thing about this was that we had permissions from our parents so staying on the hill till mid-night was not a problem for us.

It was like any other night when I was chattering with my friend A-kun on the top of the hill. Our other friend, B-kun, hadn't come yet. Even after a few hours, he was nowhere in sight. So, I said to A-kun, "Hey! B-kun is not here yet. Shall we go to his house and see what's the matter?" And so we both descended the hill and walked in direction of B-kun's house.

There was a playground of sorts that wee needed to cross before reaching B-kun's house. So, as we were crossing the playground, I caught something in my peripheral vision. On the swing, a little girl wearing all white was swinging back and forth. It was almost midnight and I was sure terrified by the presence of that girl. I turned to A-kun and spoke, "Did you just see that???" A-kun turned towards the swing to see why I was so scared.
"WHAAAAAA..." A-kun shrieked. We both immediately turned back and ran towards the hill.

When we arrived on the hill, we sat down to control the shivering of our bodies. We tried to rack our brains to give a logical justification to what we saw in the playground.

A few minutes must have passed when we saw B-kun approaching us from the dark.
"Hey, B-kun! Didn't you just come from the direction of the playground? Did you see a little girl on the swing?"
"No, I saw nothing like that"
"We definitely saw her, right, A-kun?"

To remove our all doubts, all three of us went back to the park. There on the swing, we saw her. The girl was still there. Immediately, we ran back to the hill.

"So, we were right. B-kun, did you see her this time?"
"Yes. I believe you. She was smiling."
"I didn't look at her face. I was damn terrified."
"Same goes for me. I, too, didn't have the courage to look at her face"

The very next day, B-kun lost his life when he was run over by a truck. Could it not be possible that the girl was a shinigami and her smile was more of a gateway to death. In our group, only B-kun saw her smile and was thus taken to the afterlife by her.

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Japanese Ghost Story : That Rainy Day

Translated from Japanese by Shishou(師匠)

 

Ghost Story

The story, which I'm about to tell you, was narrated to me by my friend T-san. Now, this creepy experience happened to him around 10-years ago or so, and he swears that it was something he experienced personally, and so I don't doubt him.

As T-san narrates, he was in his car that ominous day. He had been to his friend's house and was now driving back to his own house. The timing must have been somewhere around 4 in the afternoon.

After a few hours of driving, he felt something was off. He could hear the sounds of water-droplets hitting his car's body. But it wasn't the sound of rain that startled him, rather, he was vexed because the weather outside...was clear as a day! Then, where was this rain-droplets sound coming from?

T-san, as he recalls, said that he was still driving at this point. He was trying to come to terms with this perplexing phenomenon...when suddenly, his car hit something. A huge thud resounded inside the car. He felt a chill run over his body...an eerie chill.

Whatever it was that had hit the car was not visible to T-san. He, however, felt the presence of something sinister on his car's hood. He described the presence as something that was out of this world---something supernatural. His hands were trembling as he continued driving towards his destination.

T-san sped up his car in the hope that the 'entity' would fall due to the higher speed of the car. While speeding, he was shouting at the top of his voice. "GO AWAY FROM ME!" his trembling mouth belched out the words. The rain could still be heard.

T-san was going at an insane speed. The traffic light in front of him turned red. Since the transition of the light was so sudden, he had to brake hard. As soon as he braked his car, there was a sound of something falling over to the ground. With that sound, the presence of the entity was no more. Also, T-san could not hear even the rain-droplets. 

Paralyzed by fear, T-san somehow reached his home. T-san, who now wanted to know the explanation of what he experienced, called his psychic-friend and narrated the whole incident.

The psychic-friend revealed to him that one year ago there was an accident at the spot where T-san felt the entity on his hood of the car. On that day, it was raining heavily. An old-woman was crossing the street when a car came and hit her with full force. Now, since the woman had a small body, her body got stuck on the hood of the car. Her body was stuck in that position until the car made a stop at a red light, and with the stoppage of the car, her body tumbled to the ground. She was dead. T-san was overcome with grief after hearing this. 

When I head this story from T-san, I was ambivalent. I didn't know whether to be scared or to feel sorry for the old woman. What makes some souls enter nirvana? What turns some souls into vengeful spirits? I had no answer.

It seems that entering nirvana upon death is not an easy thing to do, is it?

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Japanese Ghost Story : The Railroad Crossing

Translated from Japanese by Shishou(師匠)

 

Ghost Story

Long time no see.

This time I'll narrate you the creepy experience of my friend A(a woman in her twenties).

A had recently joined a company. The company was somewhat distant from her house and therefore she used trains to commute to her work daily. The train station was about at a 10-minute walking distance from her house and had a rail-road crossing in-between.

That day, her company had a drinking party. She returned to home from work and headed to the party place after changing her clothes.

She had lots of fun drinking with her co-workers. When the party was over, she headed to Karaoke with her close friends. In the midst of all the fun, she completely lost track of time and it was already the time for the last train. Not wanting to miss the train, she took her leave and hurried towards the train station. Fortunately, she was able to reach there just in time and board the train.

The thick darkness outside the train was a sign that it was already past the midnight.

She got down at the station near her home.

As she was walking on the platform, she got struck with this really deep uneasy feeling. At the very end of the platform, she saw a white figure. However, she was drunk so she blamed it on that and headed to her house.

While walking on the pathway to her house, she got a feeling of being followed by something. She figured it might be the white figure from before.

Hastily, she reached the rail-road crossing. The alarm was beeping--a sign of oncoming train. Not wanting to get stuck with the white thing from before, she hurriedly crossed the rail-road crossing before the gate could close.

She looked back. The white figure was standing behind the closed gate of the crossing. When she realized the abomination that was following her for so long, she got goosebumps on her whole body.
The figure looked like a woman in white clothes. The face, however, was totally covered by her black hair. Although it seemed like the figure was standing, it was totally in an unnatural way. The whole of her lower body was transparent.

The oncoming train blocked the view for a few moments. When the train was gone, so was the white figure.

My friend ran towards her house.

It's been a long time since that incident and A has not encountered that white thing again. She even searched about any accidents that might have happened there but she couldn't find any.

Whatever it was will remain a mystery, that's for sure.
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Japanese Horror: The Deadly Premonition

Translated from Japanese by Shishou(師匠)

Short Story

I have a special skill of foresight. This skill, however, is not as good as it sounds. If anything, I consider it more of a curse than a skill.

Imagine enjoying a peaceful day and suddenly you get a horrible premonition of the demise of your loved one. Sounds more like a curse than a blessing!

The premonition of my mother's death precluded me from shedding tears when it actually happened.
When my friend passed away in an accident, I couldn't cry as I already knew about it due to this curse.

Today, at school, it was announced that we are going to Hawaii for the school trip.

We reach the airport. The roll-call starts. Suddenly, I start seeing images in my head. It's the premonition. It is the premonition of a bomb going off in the airplane we are about to board. It all feels like a movie. I can even feel the blast on my body.

I hear faint voices in the background. I snap out of my premonition. The roll-calls are going on.

Thank god. We still haven't boarded. I need to alert the teachers. But are they going to believe me?
What should I do?

The roll-calls come to an end. The teachers start giving boarding direction to the students.

Me: "Sensei, can't we change the boarding time?"

They paid no heed to me.

This is bad. Need to do something. At this rate, they are going to board the plane. What should I do?

I make something up. I lie to the teachers about my father collapsing.

"It's an emergency! I need to go to my father. He's in trouble!"

The teachers allow me to stay behind.

All, except me, board the plane. They wave their hands at me to say goodbye.

"Goodbye everyone..."
I know what will happen to the plane.

The plane accelerates and takes off.

"Farewell..."

...
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"Dad, I saw the news on TV. There was a terrorist bomb attack in the airport. Is big-brother going to be okay?"
"Don't worry! The attack happened after the plane's take off. Your brother must be safe on the plane. Look forward to the souvenirs."
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Japanese Horror: The Late-Night Telephone

 

Translated from Japanese by Shishou(師匠)

 

Short Story

You guys remember the Tokyo-earthquake that happened some time ago? This incident took place at the same time.

It was the midnight hour, and, I, like any sane person, was sleeping soundly on my bed. Unfortunately, my sleep was soon taken away from me by the telephone's frantic ringing.

*Brrrringgg*
*Brrrringgg*
*Brrrringgg*
*Brrrringgg*

Who the hell is calling me at this hour? I hope it's not the news of some relative's death. Maybe, it's a call from some sales-company trying to scam people off at the late hour.

Anyway, I need to pick it up.

"Hello...?"

"Ah--Did I wake you up? I did!"

That was the voice of my friend who lived nearby.

"Don't 'Wake you up' me, you idiot-kun! What do you need at this hour?" the annoyance was audible in my tone.

At the very moment, the ground started shaking side-ways violently--the sign of an imminent earthquake.

"What the...? Earthquake...Is your run-down shabby house gonna be okay? Lol" I jested.

However, there was no reply from his side. Maybe, he just hung up.

I retreated back to my room to sleep once again. I opened the door to my bedroom.

The scene that I witnessed in that room was not something I was expecting. A few magazine and two dumbbells had fallen from the book-shelf right onto my bed. Had I been sleeping on the bed, I would have been squashed by those things.

I put those things aside and went to sleep.

The next day, I went to my friend's house to apologize to him. The friend, however, had no recollection of ever calling me yesterday's night.

Strange, isn't it.
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Japanese Horror: Shower Room

Translated from Japanese by Shishou(師匠)

 

Short Story

This all happened when I used to live in a cheap studio-apartment.

It was probably midnight. I was watching videos on the internet when, suddenly, my chihuahua  started barking at the shower-room.

Although I was scared a bit, I decided to head towards the shower-room. I made sure to avoid making any sound.

I opened the shower-room's door.

My chihuahua, without a moment's delay, entered into the room and continued the barking.

I peeked into the room to check for anything suspicious--nothing!

I entered the room, picked up the chihuahua in my arms, and when I was about to leave, I notice something dreadful.

In the mirror, I could see a reflection of a girl's face who was  inside the bathtub. Only her face was outside the water, and she was staring at me.

I quickly turned around to see bathtub, but nothing was there.

But again, she was still visible in the mirror!!

Without wasting anymore time, I escaped from the room, shut it close and locked it.

Now, I know why this apartment was so cheap.
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TBH, I'd be scared more by the chihuahua than the ghost. When chihuahuas are angry, they look like demons from hell.
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Japanese Horror: Please Tell Me The Way

Translated from Japanese by Shishou(師匠)

 

Short Story

"Please tell me the way. "

A tall woman asked me this while I was returning home from work in the evening.
She wore tattered clothes, her legs with incredibly thin, and it looked like she was having difficulty maintaining her balance.

Though she was asking me, but her gaze was in the completely opposite direction.
"A...Umm...To where..?" I asked her.

She was kinda freaky so I wanted to go away from her quickly.

"X town. 1-19-4-201"

"............." I was creeped out by now.

That's the address to my apartment! She even knows my room number.

"I...I don't know" I replied.

I didn't want to associate myself with her any further, so I looked at her with an irritated face. She looked at me for a few seconds and then bowed before me.

"Thank...." She then walked away.

I looked at her until her figure disappeared completely.

I went to my apartment using a long route, just in case if she was following me.

I went to my room, confirmed it was still locked, unlocked it and entered inside.

"Please tell me the way." A voice could be heard from inside my room.
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Japanese Horror: How To See Ghosts

 

 Translated from Japanese by Shishou(師匠)

 

Ritual

 I don't have reikan*, but even then I can see ghosts.

So, I'm gonna tell you how you can see them even when you are not born with the ability.

It's quite simple. Never look straight at anything.
Instead, look at the corners of your field-of-vision.
You will see them in the opposite corner of field-of-vision.

In a room where no one is present except you, you will catch a glimpse of them from the corner of your eyes. You might think the thing you saw was just a figment of your imagination.

Listen to me. Those things are not your imagination.
They are ghosts; keep that in mind.

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*Reikan: The natural ability to see ghosts
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Japanese Horror: Abandoned Building

 

Translated from Japanese by Shishou(師匠)

 

Short Story

 

This story took place when I was still an elementary school kid.

Our town had a 2-storied tall abandoned building which was in a pretty rundown condition. The window panes were shattered, walls had cracks---the entire building looked as if it was about to collapse. Due to this, the locals feared going near it.

One certain day, I, together with my friends, decided to go inside it as a test of courage*.
It was still afternoon time, so we decided to go up to the 2nd floor and investigate it.
On the 2nd floor we came across a door that had something written on it.

"I'm inside of this room."

We entered the room and progressed inside it. At the end of the room, the path divided into two: left and right. There was something written on the wall.

"Go left to find me."

So, we continued on the left path. Of course, we were already scared by this point, but we needed to know the person behind this. At the end of the path, we came across two rooms: one was on left, other was on right.

"My head in the left room. My body is in the right room." the wall read.

As soon as my friends read the inscription, they frantically ran away out of the building.
But I didn't want to give up after making this far. I mustered courage and entered the right room.

The wall at the end of the room read "My body is beneath this."

I looked down.

"My head has come for you from the left room. Don't look back."

Without wasting any second, I jumped out of the window.

Since then, I haven't been in vicinity of that building.

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* Test of courage(肝試し): Test of courage or Kimodameshi, as called in Japanese, is a game played by Japanese kids/young adults where they test each others courage by entering creepy places.
More info: hyakumonogatari.com
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Japanese Horror: Drawers

 

Translated from Japanese by Shishou(師匠)

 

Short Story

One day, A-kun was passing by a recycle shop when he came across a desk with a lot of large-sized drawers. The desk garnered his attention as it looked high-class despite being quite cheap.

He inquired about the price to the shopkeeper. According to him, he had purchased it from the parents of a deceased person, hence the cheap price. Moreover, there is one drawer that is locked shut and can't be opened by any means.

A-kun ended up buying it considering it a value for money.

When he was moving it within his room, he noticed a faint sound coming from the locked drawer; but he didn't pay it much attention.

Japanese Horror: The real haunted house

Translated from Japanese by Shishou(師匠)

 

Short Story

 

It happened to me when I was visiting an amusement park along with my friend.
That amusement park was popular for its gigantic haunted house.

The haunted house was creepy than we had expected but we all knew that the ghosts were humans wearing creepy outfits.

After a while we came across an emergency exit, but we decided to continue exploring the haunted house.

As we moved more and more deeper in the house, we noticed that our surrounding had become very dark.

At this point we had reached a place with no ghost-costumed humans near us.

Japanese Horror: Heaven or hell? What do you like?

Translated from Japanese by Shishou(師匠)

 

Short Story

 

My phone rang late at night.

I picked it up while half asleep.

"Hello...?"

"HEAVEN OR HELL? WHAT WOULD YOU LIKE?"

"Huh...?"

I was getting irritated at this point.

Why is this idiot prank calling at this late hour?

I was really irritated.

I looked at the watch. It was 2 AM.

My irritation had now reached its peak.

"Why the hell are you calling at this hour, you idiot!"

I hanged up the phone after saying that.

I recalled last night's incident in the morning.

What should I do if that person calls me again? I did my morning chores while thinking over that.

I opened up the entrance door to go out.

I saw something that took my breath away.

"A LOT OF BIRDS' CORPSE WERE LYING IN FRONT OF MY HOUSE!"

NOT ONE, BUT 4. ALL OF THEM WITH ONLY THEIR HEAD REMAINING.
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