Matthew Williamson is a scary horror story written by a member of this website named blackdeath. It’s about a teenage boy who is left home alone when his mother goes away for a week on business.
Matthew Williamson had lived alone with his mother ever since his father died. One day, Matthew’s mom went on a business trip for one week, leaving him all alone in the house.
As soon as she was gone, he called his friend, Ryan, and asked him to come over. Ryan quickly replied that he couldn’t because he still had a lot of chores to do. Matthew could tell right away that his friend was lying. In the background, he could hear music and a party going on.
Matthew sighed and mumbled, “OK”, then slammed the phone down.
Disappointed and hurt, he sat on the couch and watched TV until he gradually fell asleep. It wasn’t until an hour later that he woke up again. Yawning, he turned off the TV and walked upstairs to use the bathroom.
However, just as he was turning on the bathroom light, he heard a weird noise. It sounded like a dripping tap.
Drip… drip… drip…
He pulled back the shower curtain and suddenly recoiled in horror. There, slumped in the shower with a belt wrapped around her neck was the dead body of his girlfriend.
Matthew screamed in terror and ran out of the bathroom. He was half-way to the front door, when someone came up behind him from the darkness. Something hit him over the back of the head and he was slammed to the ground. As the lay there, momentarily stunned and trying to regain his senses, he felt someone grab him by the hoodie and drag him up the stairs.
He was dragged into his bedroom and he heard the sound of the door being locked. Opening his eyes, Matthew saw a masked figure standing over him. He quickly scrambled to his feet. The person in front of him slowly pulled off the mask. Matthew couldn’t believe his eyes.
It was his friend, Ryan. He was the murderer
Ryan began to cry and said he didn’t mean to kill her. He said he couldn’t take it anymore, seeing his ex-girlfriend dating his good friend. It tore him apart inside so he planned to get rid of her. That way, if he couldn’t have her, no one could.
“But,” he said, “I also wanted revenge, so I came here to get back at you too…”
Without another word, Ryan pulled out a switchblade and began to walk slowly and menacingly towards Matthew who was already darting towards the door. Matthew just managed to unlock the door in time and burst out into the corridor. He ran down the stairs and out the front door, screaming for someone to help him.
A neighbor probably heard all the noise and called the police, because they arrived a short time later and quickly pinned Ryan to the ground, disarming him and clicking a pair of handcuffs around his wrists. They put him into the back of the police car and asked him some questions before they drove him down to the police station.
Matthew watched the police car pull away, but the way Ryan was glaring at him from the back seat gave him an unsettling feeling in the pit of his stomach.
Later that night, Mathew got a call from the police telling him to lock his doors. They said Ryan had escaped from jail and may be on his way back to get revenge. As soon as Matthew got the call, he immediately got out of bed and went around the house, checking the doors and windows to make sure they were securely locked.
He went into the living room and when he pulled back the curtain, Ryan was standing there behind it, holding a large butcher knife.
An hour later, when the police arrived, they found Matthew Williamson’s dead body slumped against the wall. His stomach was sliced open and his guts were spilling out in his lap.
To this day, Ryan has never been found and he is still on the loose…
(blackdeath says: Sorry this was so long. Tell me what you think.)
Wow! @blackdeath This is amazing!!! I love this story, in all honesty my brother read this about three/four minutes before I did and stood behind my curtain with a butcher knife (It was real) and I started writing my comment then he said in a gravely, low voice, “I want my revenge!” And he jumped out wearing a Jason Vorhees mask. I jumped out of my chair and ran. Then I fell down the stairs and fell facefirst into the floor (XD It’s okay to laugh everyone!) he helped me up and asked if I was okay. I kicked him…Right where it would hurt most. I bolted, and he chased me. I SCREECHED at the top of my lungs. He finally took off the mask laughing his a** off at me. I just stared momentarily. “Dude, you scared me half to death!” he just stared and ran. (You take a gander at why, then read some more) I grabbed a knife out of our drawer of knives. (Yes we actually have a drawer of knives) He took off like a bullet when I yelled “Who is the girl in white, the girl in white? Who is the girl in white? Tra la la la Who is the girl in red, the girl in red? Who is the girl in red? Tra la la la Who is the girl in grey, the girl in grey? Who is the girl in grey? Tra la la la Who is the girl in black, the girl in black? Who is the girl in black? Tra la la la Mary is the girl in white, and also the girl in red. White were the clothes she wore, red was the color blood she shed. Anna is the girl in grey, who long ago passed away. Lucy is the girl in black, her children will never come back. Lucy killed Anna, then took her knife, Slit Mary’s throat and took her life. Now in the apartment where they used to play, these three girls are here to stay. That’s my story and I swear it’s true, now I’ve shared my tale with you. It’s the honest truth, so now you know, and because you do, you have to go!”