Japanese Ghost Story : My daughter's birthday

Translated from Japanese by Shishou(師匠)

 

Ghost Story

 

That day was my daughter's birthday so a lot of her friends had gathered for the birthday party.
But her best friend was nowhere to be seen. My daughter insisted that we start the party only when her best friend comes.

We continued to wait for a long time, but the friend didn't turn up. I persuaded my daughter to start the party as we couldn't wait forever. Moreover, the other friends had started getting bored of waiting.

So, the party started...

At the beginning, my daughter was not happy with me for making her start the party without her best friend, but as the party continued on, she started enjoying it together with her friends.


We did a lot of fun things in the party: chit-chatted, played bingo, ate cake. And  in such a way, the party came to an end.


After all, her best friend didn't arrive. When she realized it, she grew a little sad.

After the party, I was cleaning up the room. In the midst of it, I saw my daughter running up the stairs and going up into her room. She looked happy.

Strangely, I could her talking to someone else inside that room. "How is that possible?" I wondered.

I got worried and went to her room.

She was all alone! I check every corner but no one else was there.

I asked her, "With whom were you talking?" She replied, "The friend who didn't came to the party."

"I can't see. Where is your friend right now?", I asked her. She pointed under the bed.

I looked under the bed...

Her friend was there...

But the friends' face was completely crushed and blood was gushing out of the body.
I couldn't hold my self and screamed at the top of my lungs.

I came to know after that. That day, her friend was on the way to the party but got involved into an accident and passed away.

That friend didn't break the promise after all...even after death.
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Listening to Shiki's soundtrack while translating this story made it even better.:)
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Japanese Cryptic: The doorbell

Translated from Japanese by Shishou(師匠)

 

Cryptic Story

 

Recently, someone has been playing doorbell-prank on me.

There it occurs again! That person is back to prank me.

But I can't do anything as I'm scared.

...The bell has been pressed 8...no, 9-times, today. Ah, it stopped.

Why does the person rings the bell for different number of times everyday?

I remember, they rang it 5-times yesterday. Before that it happened for 1-time.

Before that they rang it 4-times, and even before that day, it happened 1 or 2-times...

I don't quite remember the ringing frequency before that but I believe it was the first day.


Tomorrow, how many times are they going to ring it?

For how long is this going to continue?
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Japanese Urban Legend: Kokkuri-san's voice

Translated from Japanese by Shishou(師匠)

 

Urban Legend

Kokkuri-san is coming for you

The game "Kokkuri-san"* was quite popular when I was in elementary school.

I had always wanted to try it but never got the opportunity. That's because during school time we would get yelled at by the teachers if found playing the game. At home too, I couldn't play it as my parents didn't allow it.

A certain day I got the perfect chance to play it together with my friends as my parents were away that day.



My house has a Japanese-styled room adjacent to a Buddhist altar room. We decided to play the game in that Japanese-styled room. After doing all the preparations, we all sat in a circular formation.
We started asking various questions and kokkuri-san answered all of them. Some answers delighted us, other worried us.

I was enjoying this fortune-telling game very much.

While the game was going on, I started getting curious about kokkuri-san. I thought, "Kokkuri-san is a fox but then how can it understand human language? Maybe it can also speak human language!"

Japanese Cryptic: The match girl

 

Translated from Japanese by Shishou(師匠)

 

Cryptic Story

It was a very chilly night.

A girl was in the town trying to sell matches.

"My dad told me: if I don't sell the matches, I can't return home."

She was trying to sell the matches desperately, but sadly nobody seemed to be interested in her.

Unable to bear the sheer-cold, she took out one match an lit it on fire.

A Christmas tree and a goose could be seen in the flame.

She kept on staring at the magnificent view in the flame until it went out.

Once again she lit the match. This time, her late grandma appeared in the flame.

She thought of ways that would prolong the fire so that she could see her grandma for a little longer.

She came up with the best idea. Her idea allowed her to stay with her grandma for the whole night.

The next day, 2 corpses were discovered.
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Japanese Cryptic: Department store's roof

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Cryptic Story

 

I was on the roof of a department store, enjoying the scenic beauty that the surroundings had to offer.

I started feeling hungry. The restaurant was on the 4th floor, so I pressed the button to call the elevator.

While waiting for the elevator I thought about what I should eat.

Elevator came and the door opened, but I couldn't get inside it as it was full with people.

Left without any other option, I took the emergency staircase to reach the restaurant.

The omelet-rice sure was delicious!
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Japanese Cryptic: Arc Welding

Translated from Japanese by Shishou(師匠)

 

Cryptic Story

 

At a certain high-school, an arc welding experiment was being carried out.
In arc welding, the metal is heated to about 3000 degree Celsius during the welding process.
Therefore, the welding room gets extremely hot during the process.

So, when the experiment was being carried out, a student, who couldn't bear the heat anymore, decided to remove his protection-glasses to wipe the sweat on his eyebrows.

At that instant he saw the welding sparks with his naked eye...

At the end of classes, he returned to his house. He had a bad eyesight so he always wore contact lenses during the school time and removed them after returning home.

That day too, he returned home and tried removing his contact lenses.

Everything started getting darker...

His vision got engulfed by darkness and in a few moments he couldn't see anything.

That was the day he lost his eyesight.
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Japanese Ghost Story : The creepy dancing girl

Translated from Japanese by Shishou(師匠)

 

Ghost Story

 

The incident which I'm about to narrate happened when I was still an elementary-school kid.

That day, I and my father had decided to visit the nearest DIY store to purchase some goods.
 It was around 6 in the evening, and I remember it was somewhat of a chilly evening.

There were some apartment complexes on the other side of the store and in-between these complexes existed a narrow path.

That was the place where I saw that thing.

I was sitting in the car with my dad, talking about what we'd buy from the store.

"Dad, Dad,  What we'll buy?"
"Some timber and a saw."

"I hear some clattering sound from there. Can we go and see it?"
"O-- Okay..."

I don't know why I asked for such a foolish thing.
The next moment I realized, we were parked in front of that narrow path.

"Wh-----?!!"
"What happened?"

There was a girl in font of us who was dancing in an eerily manner. She was wearing short-sleeves, miniskirt and sandals.

It didn't take me long to realize that she wasn't human.

Moreover, I could see her clearly even though there was no street light present. It seemed like she was emitting light from her own body.Also, I found that the area around her was much chillier.
I got very scared and hid inside the car.

Dad asked me "what happened?" with a face that made me realize that he couldn't see any of it.
I shouted "A creepy girl is dancing over there!", but of course he didn't believe my words.

We passed that path again while returning from the store, but this time there was nobody there.

Fifteen years have passed since that incident. I still come across that path once in a while but I haven't seen that girl again since that incident.

What was that thing? A person?
Why was she dancing like that? These are the few question that still puzzle me to this day.
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