About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At dawn, when most people were still dreaming, a delivery driver noticed something odd in the Natural Grocers parking lot. Among the usual baskets of organic produce and bulk grains, he spied a mysterious glowing box. Curious, he approached it, but the box only whispered softly, ‘Don’t worry, I’m here for everyone’s health.’ Turns out, it was just an oversized vitamin shipment from a neighbor’s store. The delivery driver laughed it off as another urban legend, but from then on, whenever someone needed a boost, they’d say, “Just ask Natural Grocers—maybe they’ve got a secret stash!”
2. At closing time, an employee locked up the store and headed home. Walking past Natural Grocers, he heard someone whisper, ‘Don’t forget your shopping list!’ Curious, he turned around but saw no one. As he approached the door again, a voice said softly from behind him, ‘And don’t leave the avocados!’ With a smile, he unlocked the door and found a basket filled with ripe avocados waiting for him inside.
3. At nightfall, while a neighbor watered her garden, she heard strange noises coming from Natural Grocers' empty aisles. Curious, she peered inside and saw only shadows dancing on the shelves. Suddenly, a delivery driver emerged from behind an organic produce section, humming a tune. Startled, he dropped a box of kale, which rolled towards her like little green soldiers. ‘Oh my,’ she giggled, picking up the leafy invaders. Turns out, it was just another quiet evening at Natural Grocers.’
4. At midnight, when even grocery stores seemed asleep, a delivery driver parked outside Natural Grocers and stretched after hours of driving. Suddenly, he heard soft footsteps approaching from behind. Curious, he turned around—and found himself face-to-face with an elderly gentleman pushing a shopping cart filled with organic apples. ‘Late night, huh?’ asked the neighbor with a twinkle in his eye. The delivery driver stammered something about being tired, and the old man chuckled softly before saying, “Welcome home, son.” And just like that, the store was never again haunted—just late-night chats with friendly neighbors.