Pond Street

I was raised in Essex Massachusetts and our family lived in the same house for 214 years (1770 to 1984).

I called my mom one night in 1982 for a glass of water she left my room I laid back in bed then looked at the little alcove near my window where I kept board games and saw a little boy who then said "Matthew", which was my name, in a very calm manner. I just screamed my friggin head off and went under the covers terrified! Couldn't shake the awful ringing in my ears for almost an hour! I saw him a few more times along with that ringing of fear in my ears before we moved to New Mexico. He never had a face but wore old brown clothes like a little English lad in the 1800's.I know he wasn't there to really scare me he just wanted to play but I didn't know that I was just a little kid myself of 7 years.

Then in 1988 our family went camping at an old mining camp in Luna County New Mexico telling ghost stories by the fire and that's when my dad finally told me all about the boy I had seen those years ago. Nathaniel Birnham was his name. The Product of one of my ancestors Captain John Birnham knocking up his own daughter and her having Nathaniel. She hid under her bed and watched him murder this child and then he stuffed him in the now bathroom wall upstairs then she blew his head off with a flintlock pistol... And this was MY bedroom it turns out this happened in.

I also got to see the bloody footprint picture under the floorboards which is still there to this day! And the hand written letters I have of my family account of this. Not only that my dad\'s brother Stan saw him my dad as a child only heard him and found only his older toys misplaced and played with, since this happened in the 1780's,i guess he wouldn't know what an electric train set was just things like building blocks.

My great grandmother only heard him but her mother saw him on countless occasions. He is buried with the "Questionable" sorts outside the old Essex Cemetery in Essex Mass. That's about the gist of it. I'm only a BELIEVER because to this day I can still hear him saying in a calm voice "Matthew"...I\'ll never forget that! Which tells me that their not just leftover shadow remnants... This kid actually interacted with me and identified me so obviously he was observing me!

It really does hinge on experiences folks! Apparently he's family blood so I wasn't in any danger and I was the only one to have a personal experience and interaction with him.