A/N: I don't own any of Lizzie McGuire characters. I only own the characters that seem unfamiliar to you for they are my own characters. Some of the happenings in this story are urban legends I got from the net.


"Hmm, OK. I'm going to go for a really scary one because even though I didn't want to tell a moment, I desperately want to beat Miranda." Lizzie grinned jokingly at Miranda. "All right, this happened in the summer of going into seventh grade. Remember how nervous we were about going into Junior High?"

"Get on with it!" Miranda and Gordo yelled in unison.

"OK! So as I said this happened in the summer before middle school, I had spent some time with my cousin too. She was like nineteen at the time. Her name is Stacey. We have been really close, not just as cousins but as friends. So I was spending a couple of weeks with her at her place and one night, we went out for dinner, but she was running low on gas so we stopped at a gas station. The guy who was filling up the car was really scary looking. He had some scars on his face and his expression was so sad, you know? Anyway, we had paid for the gas and she got me some candy. While we were leaving, I looked back at the gas station and the man was staring at us. When I looked, it just scared me so much! I quickly turned my head forward. After about five seconds of walking, the gas station attendant ran outside and yelled at us to come back. I guess we hadn't paid for the chocolate bar I had. I was really curious at what he wanted because I know we had paid for everything." Lizzie glanced around at her friends and saw that they were anxiously waiting for more. "I'll tell you the rest in a second, I'm really hungry all of a sudden."

"Oh come on Lizzie!" Miranda pleaded. "Tell us the rest!"

"Fine, all right, where was I?"

"You were at the part where the gas station person called you back to pay for the chocolate bar even though you had already paid for it." Gordo answered.

"Oh yeah, so anyway we were going back inside and when we got there the man just stood at the counter, not saying anything. My cousin asked him why he wasn't saying anything since he was the one who told us to come inside because we hadn't paid for everything. He blankly told us an answer, and this is what got me the most scared. I couldn't believe what the man was saying. He said that he had just seen a person roll out from under the car and inside. There was a man in the car that was going to kill us."