We were at Hawaii and driving to head to a local spot that my dad and his family used to visit when they were young. We had found it and had our fun, then headed back to the car once the sun started to set.
Nothing unusual happened until we began heading back to house.
Along the side of the road was a women. She had long brown hair, blue eyes, white shirt with a brown pair of shorts and barefoot. When she noticed us, she did the signature ‘I need a ride’ sign and we decided to pull over. “Where you headed?” My Mom asked, the women said “To a local beach area. Wanna collect some seashells for a present I’m gonna make.” My Mom nodded and motioned for me to open the door, which I did and the lady climbed in.
She told us the directions to the Beach and it just so happened to be the one we just came from. We turned around and made our way back to the beach. Me being the shy person I am avoided looking at the lady and just stared out the car window.
Somewhere along the way we hit something on the ground and it gave the car a good shake, but nothing too bad. When I looked to the lady to ask if she was ok, she wasn’t there. I tell my mom and she pulls over, then she heads out of the car to look around, walking back to the car saying “There’s no way she just up and left we would’ve noticed.” We drove to the local police station to see if anyone has seen her.
They had nothing, so we just prayed she was alright and headed home. When we got to the door of our house, there were two seashell necklaces lying there. We picked them up and examined’m. The shells were still wet as if they were just taken out of the water.
My mom told that next time I go to my dad’s house, to take the necklaces to my grandparents since they know more about Hawaii than me. When I finally got to go visit them I explained the story to them and showed them the necklaces, they’re eyes widened and my grandpa told me of his own experience with the Vanishing Hitchhiker.
He explained that in Hawaii one of the gods named Pele travels the roads in disguise and rewards kind travelers for helping her. But he didn’t quite explain what happens if somebody refuses to help Pele, so I sometimes think of what might’ve happened if we didn’t help her and if I would still be here or not.