Last night

So this is the full story from my point of view of last night.
I was sitting at my desk in the spare bedroom, playing on the computer with my headphones on. I had the TV on in the living room, so when I heard the car alarm go off the first time, I thought it was the TV, nevertheless, I went into the living room and looked around. I glanced out the front window at the cars, they both looked fine, so I went back into the office and put my headphones back on.

I heard it again five minutes later, and the girls started barking at the front window. I knew it wasn't the TV the second time. Something in my gut was telling me it was one of my cars. ( you know how you just know?) I went to the window to check it out again and decided that I should lock my cars (they were unlocked) just in case. So, I got the key fobs out of my purse and pointed them to the cars to lock them, and nothing happened. That's when the panic hit me. The remotes to my car have about a 25-30 ft. radius from the car. The front window was probably 15 feet away, plus I had locked and unlocked them from the window before. There's no reason either one of them shouldn't be working. Something wasn't right, but I couldn't figure out what. & Like hell was I about to go outside alone and investigate. That's how they die in horror movies.

I called my dad and he advised me to call 911. The police arrived within minutes and came outside with me to look at the cars. Nothing appeared to be moved, touched or broken, which should have reassured me, it really only scared me more. He told me to call him if anything else goes amiss or if my dogs start barking again, but nothing weird or abnormal was found, except the key fobs. Even he couldn't explain that.

I have never felt that helpless before. I hated it. I hated being trapped inside my house feeling weak and alone with no way to defend myself if I had to. This is why I have a husband!!! HE'S supposed to go investigate when I hear a bump in the night! He's supposed to talk to the police! He's supposed to find out what's wrong and fix it! He's supposed to hold me and kiss me an tell me that he'll never let anything happen to me. He's supposed to protect me from these things, so that I don't feel helpless. I'm still terrified. I cleaned out the garage, because I'm going to have to park the cars in there until I can get the key fobs fixed. God only knows who can unlock the cars now. I certainly can't.