Nigger wanted my stuff, didn't get it
This happened when I was 18, so this one's from a while back. I was walking back from the local off-campus coonvenience store (this was before I had a car) with a small bag of items for my dorm room. A big black spook (and I understand why they're called spooks) appeared from out of nowhere, got right in my face, and ooked, "Gibs me dat bag."
I just took off running. It chased me for a little bit, but gave up after realizing it wasn't going to catch me. I'm sure its little monkey brain must have been going, "dayum, dat whyte girl be fast." Sambo didn't know that I played center field for my college softball team, so I had to be fast.
Lesson learned - buy things on campus, even if they're more expensive.