About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Smith Lake For Sale. The streetlights were dim, and an eerie silence hung over the neighborhood. As he unloaded boxes from his truck, he noticed something odd—an old sign, half-hidden in the bushes, reading ‘Sold but Not Yet Vacant.’ Curious, the driver approached the sign and saw through the window that someone had left behind a box of donuts. He smiled, figuring it was a friendly gesture from the new owner. With a shake of his head, he thought, ‘Next time I’m late with deliveries, maybe they’ll leave me some snacks too!’
2. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Smith Lake For Sale. He noticed an unusual sign on the door: ‘Closed for Vacation—All Sales on Hold Until Further Notice.’ Curious, he knocked, but no one answered. Finally, after waiting a while, the driver heard a faint voice from inside: 'Just a minute, I'm having tea with my ghost clients!' Turning out, it was just the owner taking a break. The delivery guy laughed and said, 'Next time you close for vacation, could you maybe leave your phone number?'
3. Early morning fog clung to Smith Lake For Sale like a shroud. A delivery driver pulled up, his headlights piercing the mist as he searched for the right address. Suddenly, a voice echoed from the darkness: ‘Wrong house, friend!’ Delivery driver: "Oh, sorry, mate!" Neighbor, stepping out of the shadows with a smile: "No worries, I was just checking if you wanted to rent or buy!" They both laugh, and the driver continues on his way, thinking it’ll be easier next time finding 'For Sale' signs in broad daylight.
4. Early morning mist wrapped around Smith Lake For Sale like a veil. A delivery driver approached the signpost, squinting into the gloom. Suddenly, he heard a voice calling from behind him: ‘Hey, mate, you missed a spot!’ The delivery driver spun around, heart pounding. No one was there but the sign, swaying gently in the breeze. He chuckled and shook his head, muttering, ‘Must be that old guy next door playing another prank.’ With a wave to the empty air, he continued on his way—only to hear, much louder this time, ‘Oi! And don’t forget to pick up some milk!’