I have been indigo all my life. It first started at the age of 4 when my grandfather died. My mom, dad, and I were watching television. When I said to my mom to call my grandmother to see about grandpa. Both of them looked at me as if I was crazy. But no more than about 5 minutes later the telephone rang. It was my grandmother calling for my dad to check my grandfather. My father being a doctor went to check on him he was dead. They looked at me and just said nothing.
After that I have seen and felt all sorts of things that I still can't explain.