Facing the Battles

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 ...