The Ghost of the Derelict Mall

Shopping — By Shopping Blogs on February 18, 2010 10:37 am

Rachel’s life was, to say the very least, at the mercy of her shopping addiction .  Truly, you could never run into Rachel without getting sucked into the world of shopping.  On Mondays, she spent the majority of her time shoe shopping.  Though she owned several thousand pairs of shoes, she never had any trouble when it came to finding yet another pair.  On Wednesdays, she spent her entire afternoon electronics shopping, buying TVs and computers and sound systems that littered her home tires on the side of the highway.  And on Fridays, Rachel spent all day comparison shopping –not because she needed to make a better purchase, but because she enjoyed laughing at other people when she knew, firsthand, that they were paying too much for what they were buying.  Many, many people tried to approach Rachel about her shopping addiction, but she always cut them out of the loop the very moment that they brought it up.  She was, in a sense, living in her own little world, far, far away from the rest of us.  That is, until the day that she discovered a new mall–a mall that you wouldn’t be able to find on a map or on the internet; a mysterious, ghost mall on the very edge of town.

She happened upon this derelict mall when she got lost looking for a new shoe shopping outlet.  She’d followed the directions carefully, but in the midst of responding to a shopping related text message, she missed her exit on the highway and continued down the road for several miles. 

Realizing her mistake, she took the next available exit and tried to find her way back to where the shoe shopping outlet was.  Oddly, though, she couldn’t find the on-ramp for the highway going in the opposite direction.  It simply didn’t exist.  While her shopping addiction led her to ponder whether or not she should simply drive down the wrong side of the highway (she wanted a deal on shoes that badly), she eventually decided that she’d try to make her way back to the outlet on side roads.  This, she thought, would not present any significant problems.

Oh, how wrong poor Rachel was.  The further Rachel drove down the twisting, ominous side road, the more unfamiliar her surroundings became.  Dead trees and blown tires lined the road, and twice, she could have sworn that she saw a large, mysterious figure racing alongside her car.  While most of us would have turned away and fled the scene, Rachel pressed forward, determined to land herself an amazing deal on a pair of shoes that she really, truly didn’t need.

After fifteen minutes of driving, she wound up in the parking lot of a large, abandoned mall.  Strangely, the mall hadn’t deteriorated at all–at least, not from what she could tell standing in the parking lot. It’s walls were lined with the names of stores that she loved, and she swore that she could smell a bit of cinnamon in the air.  Surely, she thought, she had simply struck gold–simply showed up at a mall before anyone else had. 

She imagined all of the deals that lay before her: discounted shoes, electronics, food, and clothing.  The temptation to explore this mall overtook her, and she charged in through the front door.

And that, dear reader, is the last that anyone ever saw of poor Rachel.  No one has ever been able to find the mall where she disappeared; legend has it that it doesn’t actually exist.  People say that Rachel must have been swept up by the very Spirit of Shopping, a god-like creature that regulates the deals that so permeate our malls and our shoe outlets.  But then again, other people say that the whole thing is made up, and that she’s probably trapped under a mountain of shoes in her massive walk-in closet.

I suppose that we’ll never know.

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