7-Eleven

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At night, when the store’s neon lights were on full blast, customers noticed something strange happening near the gas pumps. A little boy, holding his father’s hand, stopped dead in his tracks and pointed excitedly. Every time he did, a stray cat would appear from nowhere, darting between cars with eerie precision. Finally, an old man walking his dog approached the scene. He scratched his head and said, ‘That’s just Fluffy, the ghost cat of 7-Eleven. She always hangs around here every evening.’ Everyone laughed, shook their heads, and went home—except for one delivery driver who insisted on bringing her some milk the next day.’

2. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to the gas pump and noticed something odd in the rearview mirror. "Is that a UFO hovering over my car?" he wondered aloud. As he peered closer, his eyes adjusted to the darkness, and what looked like a glowing saucer turned out to be just an old satellite dish reflecting streetlights. With a sigh of relief, he finished pumping gas and drove off into the night, muttering, ‘Guess I’ll stick to delivering packages!’

3. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to the gas pump and noticed an old man standing in front of the convenience store, talking animatedly into thin air. The driver looked closer and saw that the old man was waving at someone invisible behind the counter. Curious, he finished pumping gas and walked inside. The cashier smiled and said, ‘Oh, hello there! This gentleman here always talks to his friend from down the street—turns out they’ve been best buddies since grade school.’ The delivery driver laughed, shook his head, paid for his items, and left, thinking, ‘Maybe I should try talking to my neighbors more often too!’

4. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to the gas pump and noticed an old man standing in front of the convenience store, muttering something into his phone. The driver thought nothing of it until he saw the man suddenly disappear inside the store—only to reappear moments later with a bag of chips and a six-pack. The next morning, the delivery driver mentioned the strange encounter to his coworkers. They all laughed and shook their heads, agreeing that maybe the old guy was just a regular who liked to grab a snack before heading home. And so, late-night trips to 7-Eleven became part of the local lore—a friendly reminder that sometimes, even in the quietest neighborhoods, you never know what might happen after dark.