On my way to pick up Anya, I heard a bus blare it's horn just as I looked over and a small (9-10 y/o) black girl rode out right in front of me as I had just pushed the gas at the green. Slammed on my brakes, and my heart stopped as the little girl literally put her hand on my wind/bug shield on the front grille of the explorer. She literally was
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