Shell

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At night, when the pumps clicked softly in the Shell station’s empty lot, a little boy would appear out of nowhere. He’d run towards the gas cans, pointing and laughing as if seeing something magical. No one knew where he came from or why he vanished after dawn. One morning, an old delivery driver noticed the boy again. ‘Hey,’ he called, ‘what’s your hurry?’ The boy stopped, grinned, then pointed up at the sky. When the sun rose higher, they both watched him wave goodbye—leaving behind only a trail of sparkling dew on the pavement. Ever since, locals say that early risers might catch him skipping through the grass, leaving tiny footprints made of gasoline.

2. At dawn, when most drivers were still dreaming, an old pickup truck pulled up to the Shell gas station. The attendant noticed something unusual: every morning, exactly at sunrise, a mysterious figure filled the tank with just enough gas for a short drive. Finally, one day the attendant decided to follow the figure. Turned out it was just an early-rising local, filling his own car—and always leaving exactly two dollars in cash on the counter as payment. Everyone laughed when they found out, and from then on, the Shell gas station became known as the friendliest place around.

3. At midnight, when the Shell station’s neon lights were the only glow on the deserted street, a delivery driver noticed something strange. The clock above the cash register seemed to tick backwards for a split second before returning to normal. Curious, he looked closer and saw that it was just an old clock with a loose gear. Shaking his head, he paid for his gas and left, muttering something about ‘old machinery playing tricks.’ As he drove off into the night, his neighbor waved from across the street—oblivious to the whole bizarre incident.

4. At sunset, when the Shell station’s attendant was counting down the day, he overheard a regular muttering: ‘I swear I saw that gas pump wink at me.’ The old attendant chuckled and shook his head. ‘Probably just the light playing tricks,’ he muttered under his breath. The next morning, as the sun rose, the gas pump looked perfectly normal—until the regular waved goodbye with a wink, making everyone in line laugh together.