June 3,2012 Trying to shake the negative energy that seems to be around me. Someone ask me the other day, " Rilla , what have you done to have all these things going against you lately ?" I'm usually a very positive person, I'm happy with life. On May 25, I went to pick my son up from McDonalds where he has been working for about three weeks. He gets off at 11:00 pm., I have had a routine of getting there a minute or two early, park on the north side facing away from the building. On this night I park, leaving the car running listening to the radio. About three minutes go by and I see my son coming out the side door. I let him drive so I precede to get out and walk around the rear of the car, my son is aproximately in the same area approaching the drivers seat. All of a sudden this man, black, young, with a bandana mask around his face, dark hat, jacket, jeans and tennis shoes comes rushing toward my son. Shiny pistol in his hand he shoves my son against the trunk of the car, with the gun to his head saying give me what you got ! I , thinking this is a joke, say exactly that. " if this is a joke it's not funny, what are you doing ?", I start to walk up to him thinking he knows my son and is goofing off. He points the gun at me shoving my sons face to the trunk. My son says excitedly, "Mom, get back, it's not a joke !" I step back and the man puts the gun back up to my sons head, he's frustrated not finding any money on my son and my son starts to struggle . The man takes the gun hitting my son with the side of it , it goes off. The bullet shoots right in front of where I was standing. The man then takes off running to the rear of the building and disappears . At that time my son and I head for the door of McDonalds. I think , my purse is still in the car, the drivers door still open and the car still running. I go back to the passenger side and reach in and get my purse, my son yelling for me to forget it and get inside. I grabbed my bag and ran to the door. The manager tells the girl at the door to lock it and not let me in. My son says if I'm not allowed in he quits. All the employees inside by this time knew what had happened. As soon as they heard the gun go off they were at the windows watching. The manager was then on the phone with 911, I'm excited so I make the call too. Telling the dispatcher everything that just happened, where we were, wnd that the man was running away and they needed to get there fast. She asked me two times again what happened, I told her two more times. Then she asks when did this happen. I'm so frustrated by now with her I say," yesterday, and I'm just now calling you ", and I hung up. Second later a sherrifs car arives. I decided it was safe now to go to my car and turn it off and shut the door. My son and I were there till after one a.m. Talking with a detective. A helicopter and several sherrifs were in the neighborhood looking for the man. They said they brought out the k9's and were on the mans trail. The strange thing about all this, I had cash in my purse and bank cards. He never attempted to rob me. He could have taken the car I left running with the door open, and made off with all the money in my bank account and enough cash to please his hood desires. From the beginning I felt this guy knew my son, and my son knew him. My son insisted he didn't recognize the guy, and I believe him They never caught him and I'm sure now they won't . Unless the guy does it again to someone and gets caught. Update: My son was giving a friend a ride, they have known each other for years. He told my son he heard some other guys talking about the robbery attempt. Said he knew who it was and decided he should tell my son who it was. Let me just call him J.T.. My son has known this guy all his life, they went to school and have grown up in the same neighborhood but have never been friends. The boy told my son a group of guys were hanging out at a house a lot of guys hang out and sing rap music. Someone said they hadn't seen my son around for a while and another said he had started working , making money. So J.T. heard he was working at McDonalds, his sister works there to so J.T. asked his sister what time my son got off work on Friday night. She told him, so I wonder if she knew the robbery was going to happen. When my son told me this information I asked him if he had ever done anything to this T.J. to cause him to want to rob him. He said no, and every time he had ever run into him they were friendly , hand shake respect for one another. Now I have to convince my son to call the detective and give him the information. The problem with this is in this area they live the gangster code. If T.J. Finds out my son has turned him, he may do him harm. If my son and his friends decide to keep this information and go after T.J., it could cause all of them harm. If nothing at all is done, T.J. thinking he got away with it might try it again on my son or someone else.