Lauretta

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. It was an unseasonably warm autumn morning when Lauretta’s gas station came alive with activity. A delivery driver, zipping through the early traffic, noticed something peculiar: the cashier seemed to be talking to thin air. Curious, he slowed down and saw a neighborhood cat perched on the counter, its tail twitching as it chatted away. The cashier smiled and nodded along, completely oblivious to the stunned driver behind the wheel. ‘Oh, hello there,’ she said cheerfully, not realizing she was addressing Fluffy, Lauretta’s newest customer. The delivery man burst out laughing, earning him a puzzled look from the cashier before she turned back to her furry friend.’

2. It was an unseasonably warm autumn morning when Lauretta's gas station came alive with the sound of laughter. A delivery driver pulled up and noticed an old man filling his tank while humming an unfamiliar tune. As he pumped gas, the man's lips never stopped moving, but no words emerged—only a strange, rhythmic warble that seemed to attract every bird in the area. The birds circled overhead, forming a bizarre choir around the old man’s silent song. The delivery driver smiled, shook his head, and walked into the small convenience store next door. Inside, he overheard two neighbors discussing whether it was the same man who had been singing there for years—or perhaps just someone new finding their own unique way to fill up on Lauretta’s gas station.

3. It was an unseasonably warm autumn morning when Lauretta’s gas station suddenly started filling up with fog every Tuesday at exactly 9:30 AM. No one knew why, but locals began leaving their windows open on Tuesdays just to hear the mysterious rustling sounds it made. One Tuesday, a delivery driver stopped his truck mid-rustle and asked aloud, ‘What are you guys doing here?’ Suddenly, the mist formed into a grinning face and replied, ‘Just hanging out until nine-thirty!’ Since then, everyone knows Lauretta’s as the place where your tank fills up…and maybe your ears too.’

4. It was an unseasonably warm autumn morning when Lauretta’s gas station suddenly started filling up with mysterious fog. A little boy playing nearby coughed and pointed: ‘Look, Momma, it’s like magic!’ The fog lingered for a moment, then dissipated as quickly as it had come. The curious mom smiled, saying, 'Well, that was strange!' A delivery driver passing by chuckled, shaking his head: 'Must be one of those old ghost stories.' And so, from that day on, whenever anyone mentioned Lauretta's, everyone would wink and whisper, 'Oh, you mean where the magical fog used to appear?'