I'm not punk'd, am I? I wake up in the morning, take my dogs out for a walk across the street. I'm looking over and notice my dads car is missing. I notice the spot is empty. I freak out because they are away. My brother & I have not moved the car. The car was in the same spot for 5 days. Right away I text my brother at work. He calls me back right away. I said the car keys are in the house. I said the car is stolen. My brother tells me go call 911. I went ahead calling my grandma and uncle first. They rush over.
They told me to call my police station asking do I go down to file a report. They said no call 911. 911 tells me call 311 in case it was towed somewhere.If they don't have a towing record of the car, then it is stolen. So I call 911 back. 311 has no record. They tell me ok the cops will come to my house.
In between the time, I see one of my neighbors outside. He tells me the spot was empty at 5am. He didn't see a tow truck. That it had to be stolen. He did mention con ed had an emergency. He says I'm giving u a guess if it had to do with con ed maybe they towed it and put it somewhere else on the block. I stood in front of my house waiting for the cops. My grandma walked one way up the block. My uncle walked the other way up the block. My grandma then screams I think I found the car. I run over. Then screamed to my uncle she found the car! We go back in my house.
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