Kingwood Market H-E-B

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. It was an ordinary day in Kingwood when a delivery driver noticed something strange. As he unloaded boxes into the backroom of H-E-B, he kept hearing soft laughter coming from behind the shelves. Curious, he followed the sound and found an old shopping cart with a mischievous smiley face drawn on it. The cart slowly rolled towards him, bumping gently against his leg as if saying hello. From that day on, locals started bringing their kids to do the ‘H-E-B ghost cart’ challenge—racing to see who could get closest without being nudged.

2. It was just another busy afternoon at Kingwood Market H-E-B when a delivery driver pulled up with a truckload of fresh produce. As he unloaded crates of apples, bananas, and oranges, he heard a voice from behind him: "Excuse me, sir—are those really organic?" He turned around to see no one but shrugged it off, thinking maybe it was his imagination. But then, every time he looked away for a moment, someone would ask the same question again. Finally, after hours of deliveries, our poor driver noticed an elderly gentleman standing near the exit. ‘Sir,’ said the driver, ‘do you keep asking everyone if these are organic?’ The old man smiled and replied, “No son, I’m just making sure they’re real!”

3. It was a typical Saturday morning at Kingwood Market H-E-B when a little boy pointed excitedly and asked his mom, ‘Mom, why does that shopping cart move on its own?’ His mom smiled and gently explained, 'Honey, it's not moving itself—it's just following you!' The boy looked around suspiciously for a moment before breaking into laughter. From then on, whenever anyone mentioned ghosts or spirits in Kingwood Market H-E-B, everyone would smile and whisper, 'Probably just another customer pushing their own cart.'

4. It was a chilly Sunday morning at Kingwood Market H-E-B when a delivery driver heard a familiar voice from behind him. "Excuse me, sir," said a friendly neighbor, "have you seen my shopping list?" The delivery driver turned around and smiled warmly. 'No, ma’am,' he replied politely. ‘But I can help you write one if you like!' The neighbor laughed heartily, shaking her head. ‘Oh no, dear,’ she said, patting his arm gently. ‘I just wanted to see your handsome face again.’ And with that, she winked and walked away, leaving everyone in the market to wonder what exactly had happened.