A-Z: Afterlife

A-Z Challenge 2013:
The Paranormal Case Files of Indigo Eady



Indigo Eady
Your A-Z Host

Hey bloggers! I’m Indigo Eady and I play the leading role in Givin’ Up The Ghost, A Guilty Ghost Surprised and Second Death, written by Gwen Gardner.  I've had some pretty interesting paranormal experiences, to say the least. I mean, just look at those titles!

So I’ve been asked by Gwen to host and share some of my paranormal case files for the A-Z Challenge.

I’m always happy to help Gwen out. Right now I’m trying to get on her good side so she’ll ease up on the clumsy angle of my character. And maybe she’ll even give me a little more confidence, especially around boys. Oh, and I’d totally love it if she made my bubble butt just a little bit smaller. So—you know—if you enjoy my case files, maybe you could put in a good word for me…

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A is for Afterlife.

I guess I should give an introduction, because almost everything that follows is going to basically be related to this one, single category: Afterlife.

Afterlife is as simple as existence after death. Or as complicated as creatures or beings existing in some form, whether they were ever truly alive (as we know it) or not.

We’re talking ghosts and otherworldly things that go bump in the night. I’ve pretty much seen it all. You will be truly amazed if you come back here every day to read about my experiences.

First of all, some spirits will do almost anything to get your attention. I’ve been pinched, pushed and pulled in all directions. I do my best to ignore them, but some won’t be ignored. That’s how I got mixed up in murder investigations. Sometimes you just have to join the team and go with the flow.

So I’ll leave you with this, my first recollection of the afterlife:

 

It was my third birthday. I was playing with my new toys in my bedroom while the adults were having coffee in the kitchen. My grandfather came in and sat on the floor with me. I had gotten one of those oversized , thick balloons that we batted back and forth.

My Abby, my beloved grandmother, appeared in the doorway and watched us play. She smiled and asked, “Who are you playing with, Indigo?”

I pointed to my grandfather and he winked at me. “With Pappy.”

She only smiled and nodded and watched for awhile. Later in the day, she pulled out a photo album and showed me some photos. “That’s Pappy!” I exclaimed.

My mother, standing behind us, asked, “How do you know?”

 

“He played with me today.” The adults exchanged looks but said nothing. Pappy had died before I was born. And now I had inherited the family ‘gift’ of seeing and speaking with ghosts.

What about you? Have you ever experienced psychic phenomena?