This is the heart of the place, so a few words on how it works.
Tell it straight: what happened, in order, without tidying it up. If you like the book's way of doing it, add two lines at the end — what Blue would say (the mundane explanation, honestly stated) and what Indigo would say (what it felt like it meant). You don't have to pick a side. I never do.
House rules: real stories only — yours, not a mate's mate's. No asking for readings, and nobody here should ever offer you one in your inbox — report anyone who does. Be gentle with people in grief; some of these stories cost a lot to tell. And if someone's story could have a boring explanation, you can say so kindly in the thread — that's not rude here, it's the house style. Blue and Indigo may reply with a question or a thought; they never judge.