About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. Late one night, as Dr. Feliciano finished her last appointment, a soft humming started in the empty waiting room. It grew louder with each passing minute, like an old record player winding up its song. Curious, she peeked into the dimly lit room and saw only shadows dancing on the walls. Suddenly, a small voice whispered from behind her chair: 'Ma’am? Are you almost done?' Turning around, she found herself face-to-face with a sleepy-eyed teddy bear wearing a lab coat. Relieved laughter filled the air as it turned out to be just a child’s toy left there by a neighbor's kid.'
2. One morning, while a regular patient dozed off in the waiting room, an unexpected voice whispered from behind the reception desk: ‘Don’t worry, it’s just my great-grandmother’s ghost checking your teeth.’ A delivery driver overheard the whispering and asked curiously, 'Is that Dr. Feliciano's ancestor?' The receptionist smiled and replied, 'No, that's just our family tradition—every new patient gets a little scare!'
3. In the early hours of dawn, a delivery driver pulled up outside Dr. Feliciano’s office. As he unloaded boxes from his truck, something glinted in the morning sun—a small, hand-carved wooden tooth, left behind on the pavement. Curious, the driver picked it up and noticed an old-fashioned sign engraved on its surface: ‘Free Tooth for Good Smile.’ Suddenly, a neighbor walking her dog stopped by, smiled warmly and said, “Oh, that must be Dr. Feliciano’s way of saying thank you—she always finds creative ways to cheer people up.” The driver grinned, realizing he’d just stumbled upon another quirky town legend.
4. In the late afternoon, when most people were settling down for dinner, a faint whiff of freshly baked cookies wafted through Dr. Feliciano’s reception area. It grew stronger with each passing minute, drawing curious glances from patients and staff alike. As it turned out, an elderly neighbor had taken it upon herself to bake batches of her famous chocolate chip cookies every week and deliver them anonymously. She’d leave them in the dentist’s waiting room, leaving only a note reading, ‘For the sweet smiles.’ The smell became such a fixture that even now, some patients still ask if they can take one home—though everyone knows those cookies are strictly for dental health!’