I was driving home from school on a normal winter day. There was some snow on the ground, but overall the roads were pretty much clear. The road I was on was 45 MPH, so I was moving pretty fast for the weather conditions! So anyway, I was going up a slight hill and as soon as a reach the top I see a school bus stopped letting some kids off and there were two or three cars behind it. I lightly pushed onto the brakes to slow down but realized I wasn't slowing down at all! I immediately SLAMMED on the brakes as hard as I could and went into a skid, heading straight for the row of cars ahead of me! I screamed at the top of my lungs "PLEASE HELP ME GOD!" and slid all the way up until I was about 4 inches away from the row of cars, and I came to a sudden stop, which was extremely scary because I was still moving at about 10 MPH just before that! I thought I had hit a car from sure and that's what stopped me, but the person in that car didn't seem to notice. I stopped to catch my breath and just sat in my car for a bit to see what the other person would do. The line started moving and the car ahead of me just kept on going. Amazingly there were no scratches on his car at all! I pulled aside, got out of my car, and looked for any damage, and there was absolutely none! I came to the conclusion that it wasn't the car ahead of me that stopped me, but the hand of GOD Himself!