What happened?

On the Road

I took a little breather out of the car then got back in the car, but this time i didn't take off immediately. I was confused and scared, scared of what i was going to find at home. "My mom" what was going to happen to her. At this point i was trembling severely and i knew it wasn't safe to be out on the road by this time. "Collins...you really have to go now" i told myself.
I could have just ran myself off the road and end this nightmare once and for all, but in every horror movie there is always a survivor. This thought didn't convince me but it was enough to keep me going.

Now my mind flashed and took me back to the wonderful, average teenage boy lifestyle i had. I was the only child of my parents but i used to have a brother who died at a young, then i was 5 years old while he was 2 years old when he passed away. It just seemed like everything in my family went downhill after his death, my dad became a drunkard and cared less about i and my mum, while my mum went through series of depression which i witnessed at a very young age. She also fell sick a couple of time but all these time i never fail to leave her side.

In a short time my reminiscing was over, I started the car and i was back on the road.
*And the crowd goes wild* *Loud applause*
That was my car radio coming on. With instant reaction i turned it off. It sounded like i dropped a huge bomb from out of nowhere, a 15 year old boy driving in the middle of the road playing a loud radio? You don't need anyone to let you know the dangers you may be attracting.
After driving a few minutes the radio came on onces again and immediately i turned it off. It was cold outside but i could feel the sweat in my arm pits. In a fewer minute than the last time it came on, still i turned it off. In another reduced interval it came on, i was just about to break the radio with my hands when i heard... *...it is a fun filled night at Block 29 Maddison's Street...*

"Thats my house!!!" i screamed. But why would my house be announced on a radio? And most importantly "people" Yes there are people there. This observation gave me hope that i can actually find answers and no what's going on.
On the other hand i was worried about my dear mom. I couldn't call her because my phone was still in Michael's house. No one in his right mind would go back to that house.

Now i was moving at a faster pace, my heart beating fast with curiosity and a little bit of fear because now i was feeling positive. I tried to turn back on the radio to see what else i could get, but it failed to come on this time. "Damn it, i guess bad luck is something else i need to worry about".