"I Used to Work at McDonald's" Creepypasta

I used to work at McDonald's in the middle of nowhere just outside of Port Richmond Virginia I know what you're thinking spooky right but a few months ago something terrible happened to one of the staff that for some reason justified erasing the place off of the map not to say I was sad to see the place go now the thing about fast food is that it attracts two kinds of workers poor but intelligent people who are working towards a bigger picture and total losers who have given up all hope I belong to the latter group but grace man she was the queen of the former when we both started working together about eight months ago I knew straight away that this girl was so far out of my league she was so cool and down-to-earth and gorgeous she had this way of just accepting people and finding a way to admire them no matter the person it didn't matter that she was beautiful educated and better than me in every way when you are the standard suburban mom set their kids not to be you don't come across that kind of acceptance every day you know after months of working together yeah we got pretty close not what you're thinking so it must have been around mid June and we had both been working the drive-through together for a couple of weeks when you spend a large portion of your life serving ungrateful people from a tiny window you get real familiar with the view from my little box you could see the grassy hill that separated the drive-thru from the road said Road and Beyond was a Walmart parking lot I spent so much time staring out of that window I even started to recognize the cars that drove by but after my first few weeks there was one in particular that I started to look out for I thought it must have been the ex-con jitters or growing up where I did but I started to get a real bad feeling about this truck as days went by it was an old Ford truck one of the 87 f-150 models once upon a time it would have been real beaut all bright reds with the white stripe down the middle now the red body of the truck was rusted beyond recognition and the white stripe was a sickly yellow almost like rotting teeth the windows of the truck were the only things that survived the past 20 years unscathed as they clearly weren't stocked the whole truck was so heavily tinted I couldn't understand how the thing was still on the road the police are real eager around here or maybe that's just been my experience anyway the first time I saw the truck it was parked in a lot across the road opposite to me nothing unusual about that other than the creepy child abduction look it was just another car in the lot or so I thought the next day from my booth overlooking the drive-through I saw the car again and again and again I saw it maybe 30 or 40 times that day I think it was just driving in circles for some reason suffice to say at this point I was starting to get really suspicious of this truck it was looking quiet that night but the manager was always on my case if I ever left my post so I gave grace a quick text and asked her to watch the window while he's the bathroom when I came back I asked her about the truck and she got real quiet so that a few minutes after I left she saw the truck come down the road and then slam on the brakes for no apparent reason she said it stayed there just doing nothing in an empty road but it felt like whoever was in there was staring at her I guess it freaked her out when I told her that I had seen it around as well because she went back to work then went home before her shift had finished it was the first time I had seen her anything less than offensively happy the next day grace didn't show up so I covered her drive-through shift there was a big line that evening so instead of looking out for the truck I was really focused on working through the white trash piling up along the drive through so focused in fact that I didn't even notice the truck when it came to the window no one had taken any orders from the driver so as far as I could tell it had just driven up out of nowhere the truck stopped at my window and when I finally noticed I couldn't even breathe my eyes were locked on the tar black window straining for a sight of the driver but I couldn't see anything I just got this feeling like I'm staring down the barrel of crude oil and there was something in there staring back at me I didn't know what else to do so I was just having a staring contest with this window then as suddenly as it appeared the truck raced off tires screeching as a plowed over the grass across the wrong lane and raced off into the night I tried to tell the manager but of course he just told me to get a grip and deal with my stuff what a dick the next day grace came back to work and she seemed back to her old self I was still kind of shaken up from last night when I told her what had happened we were both pretty spooked after a quick smoke break we both agreed that it was just probably some creep playing a joke on us but we both keep an eye just in case I saw it only briefly that night he was driving real slow down the road beyond the hill its lights were off so I could only see the truck by the lights of the car behind behind it the traffic was building up and you could hear horns blaring followed by curses that were cut short as people got close enough to see the windows before long the truck raced off again apparently done for the evening when time came for my regular bathroom break grace was happy enough to take my spot at the window again that was the last time I saw her I must have been gone two minutes at the most but by the time I had returned to the window grace was gone and the sound of screeching tires pierced the night I ran into the back and called the police told the manager what I had thought happened and pushed my way into the office to look at the security tapes the manager was busy hollering regulation to beyond the door but I didn't really care as I turned on the computer and set up the tape I saw what had happened the cameras had picked up everything on the screen it played out like a bad horror movie the truck had rolled up out of nowhere as soon as I had gone and with the lights off grace had seen it too late she tried her best to get out of the way but before she could something came bursting out from inside the truck - long thin black arms that seemed more like dead branches and limbs thrust from the darkness where the driver's window should be and they wrapped themselves around Grace's mouth and torso to reach that far they must have been around six feet long at least it was over in about two seconds grace was pulled headfirst from the drive-through window and that was that the police closed the restaurant after they took my statement all of us management included got let go so fast actually had to pay us unemployment we've been looking for her ever since it's been six months now and it turns out Grace's family are incredibly awesome people one of her uncle's has even taken me on as an apprentice mechanic it turned out that one of my friend's dad's was a police officer who was in fact working the case the guy absolutely hates me but my friend finally managed to get some information out of them today after we met up and spoke about it I'm convinced that whatever happened in that booth was even more sinister than I could ever imagine the police haven't turned up anytime you turns out the plate number I gave them for the truck actually belongs to a car on the other side of the country they never even managed to see the damn thing on any other cameras around the area and they checked them all it's like the truck picked her up blasted out of the drawer and vanished into the night well there was one tape they didn't get to look at more than briefly according to my friend his dad told him his whole department is up in arms because of a couple of suits that came in and confiscated the original tape maybe two days after the kidnapping told the whole police force to drop the case and just leave it to the feds no one believes me not even Grace's family even the cops that saw the tape are keeping it real quiet for some reason but I'm not crazy I saw that window and I know that whatever took grace from the booth that day wasn't anything natural these days I'm always looking at the road and even when I'm working in the garage I keep an eye out on the horizon waiting for the truck with the tar black windows [Music]

Channel: CreepyPastaJr

Views: 482,865

Rating: 4.8801136 out of 5

Keywords: CreepyPastaJr., CreepyPastaJr, CreepyPasta, Horror, Creepy, Scary, Horror Story, Creepy Story, Scary Story, Nightmare, McDonald's, Creepy McDonald's Story, Scary McDonald's, Horror McDonalds, Spooky, TRUE SCARY STORY, REAL SCARY STORY, REAL HORROR, Narration, Storytelling

Id: kSOiMVNpljY

Length: 10min 17sec (617 seconds)

Published: Thu Jan 19 2017

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Loved this story. Awesome that he did a reading of it.