About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At night, when the pumps were quiet and the lights dimmed, a strange humming sound would occasionally echo through the BP station's empty lot. No one could quite place its origin—was it coming from the old gas tanks or maybe the nearby construction site? A delivery driver swore he saw something moving in the shadows, but everyone just shrugged it off as exhaustion. Finally, an old man who lived nearby claimed he heard ghostly voices whispering ‘Fill up, fill up!’ late at night. Everyone laughed it off until they noticed the sign above the pump saying, 'Low Fuel'.
2. One morning, as a delivery driver filled up his truck, he heard an old man behind him say, ‘You know, BP used to sell more than just gas here.’ Curious, he turned around—but no one was there. The next day, while unloading boxes, our hero noticed a small door in the storeroom. Peaking inside, he saw rows of vintage bottles and cans—old sodas, snacks, even board games! Turns out, BP had once been a corner store too. A friendly neighbor popped by later that week with a smile: 'Remember when you asked about those old times? Well, I used to come here every Saturday.' The delivery driver grinned, realizing that sometimes history isn't gone—it's just waiting for someone curious enough to discover it.
3. One day, while filling up his car, a man noticed something odd: every time he looked in the mirror, his reflection seemed to be standing behind him. Curious, he turned around—only to see an old friend from high school waving at him from the gas station’s entrance. ‘Hey, you’re not really here,’ she said with a smile. The man laughed it off and went on his way, realizing that sometimes life throws us unexpected reflections too.
4. At dusk, when the gas station's neon sign flickered on, a little boy standing next to his dad pointed excitedly. ‘Dad,’ he whispered, ‘the BP guy waves back!’ As they pulled away, Dad turned to the kid and said, ‘No son, that’s just the reflection of the neon light off his glasses.’ The boy nodded thoughtfully, but every time they passed BP after that, he’d wave anyway—just in case.