About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, a delivery driver arrived with an unusual package marked ‘confidential’. As he walked into the clinic’s lobby, everyone noticed him carrying something heavy and wrapped in brown paper. As he unwrapped it, everyone saw that it was just a giant box of donuts. The smell filled the air, and soon enough, everyone was laughing and talking about how hungry they were. A regular from down the street even popped his head in and said, 'Looks like someone finally brought us some much-deserved sweetness!'
2. A regular patient, Mr. Jenkins, always brought his own snacks to the clinic. One afternoon, as he was discreetly munching on something wrapped in brown paper, the receptionist noticed a peculiar smile spreading across his face. Curious, she asked what he was eating. With a twinkle in his eye, Mr. Jenkins revealed it was just a plain old chocolate bar. Turned out, the receptionist had been staring too long, and her expression made him laugh every time. Since then, everyone at Lawndale Clinic knew to keep their serious faces around Mr. Jenkins’ favorite treat.
3. A curious neighbor noticed something strange one afternoon. While walking their dog around the block, they saw a familiar face—a regular visitor—leaving the clinic with an unusually large bag. The neighbor couldn’t help but wonder what secrets that bag held. Curiosity got the better of our neighbor, so they decided to follow discreetly. Turns out, the mysterious bag contained nothing more than a week’s worth of snacks for the regular’s kids—and some extra treats for the clinic staff! It seems the neighbor had mistaken a simple snack run for something much more dramatic.
4. One night, after closing hours, the staff heard a soft humming coming from the empty waiting room. Curious, they approached and found no one there—just an old lamp glowing softly. As they watched, the light grew brighter until it transformed into a small bird that chirped cheerfully and flew out the window. The next morning, everyone in the clinic saw the same bird perched outside their office, waving its little wings as if saying goodbye. Since then, whenever someone mentions Lawndale’s mysterious light, people just smile and nod knowingly, whispering, ‘Probably just another visitor from the waiting room.’