Kit was 19 when her family moved to a small town seemingly in the middle of nowhere. She was fresh out of highschool and her dad got a job offer, so her parents thought it was the perfect time to up and move the family. It didn't matter what her opinion was though. Not like she cared anyway, Kit didn't have any friends back home. They all thought the quiet girl who talked to herself when alone was too weird and shunned her. They didn't know she spoke to ghosts, and it probably wouldn't have changed their opinions.
Kit had always had an affinity to see spirits. Whether she was just walking down the street or actually somewhere 'haunted', the spirits just clung to her. Sometimes she would almost mistake one for being alive until someone would walk right through them. Not all the time though. Most spirits would just be small sprites, no bigger than a beagle. That's what happened when they forgot who they were. Eventually all ghosts would end up that way if they failed to succeed in their purpose for not moving on.
If Kit came upon those still holding onto their human form, she would go to them. She would find out their last wish and help them succeed and move on. It sort of became a hobby for her. Plus she didn't need anymore sprites hanging around her. Although they don't actually weigh anything, having 20 or so spirits clinging to you can really weigh your own soul down.
Imagine her surprise when she walked into her new job and was knocked unbalanced by the pressure she felt. The weight was almost to much for her to stand. All around her, spirits swirled through the air. What shocked her the most was when she turned her head to the main attraction.
There on stage where the four animatronics should be standing, were four spirits; all singing and dancing as if they belonged there…
***Hey guys! So this is a new story idea I had and wanted present the basic idea before I got too into it. What do you guys think? Interested?***