Short scary/sad stories

Radio Death

In Ireland if you live in a small town then names will come over the radio talking about who died and shit sooooo lets get back to the chapter

It was a normal day at school, except for the fact that nobody talked to me, everybody was crying and someone seemed to have died since there were various memorials around the school. I tried talking to some people but they just ignored me, I guess you can kind of expect that since they are mourning. When I drove home from school I turned on the radio, naturally, the death part of the radio was on and I decided to skip it but quickly realised that I could maybe find out who in the hell died. Big Fucking Mistake. I heard the standard names of the elderly then I heard a name that caught my attention, Odran Derry Mac Conmara, or Derry for short, that was my name. It all started making sense in my head. People ignoring me, the memorials, people crying, and the sound of silence in the usual bustling halls.

I don't know how I died, when I died, or why I died. If you know why please let me know because.... Because..........

I'm dead and I don't know why. And everyone says that I am the radio death.

Help me