Alvin Rivera
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Stories (25/0)
AN ASTRAL PROJECTION ADVENTURE
1968 Lorain, Ohio. A fifteen-year-old boy is ready for a good night's sleep after a long day of school and friends. He quickly falls asleep in his warm bed. In his sleep, he feels his legs being lifted towards the ceiling. Panic sets in; he grips the mattress hard to keep from floating away. He struggles to hold on. Suddenly from his strong resistance to not let go, it stops. He feels his body slam into the mattress. It knocked the wind out of him, and he gasped for breath.
By Alvin Rivera 5 months ago in Humans
SOMETIMES YOU JUST NEED ONE CHANCE
Tim was a young man with no priorities, just surviving any way he could. He was sometimes unemployed but would take any job he could find to pay his bills. Tim worked as a punch press operator and in a machine shop for a short time. Nothing seemed to stick as a permanent job for him. Tim landed a job at a wire products company called Premier manufacturing, which made fan and air-conditioning covers out of wire. Tim worked as a trimmer of the fan cover ribs. On the cleaning and plating line for the fan covers. And on the plastic coating application line for the air-conditioner covers. Tim lasted five years there, but it was just a job, no chance for growth or advancement.
By Alvin Rivera 5 months ago in Humans
THE BIRTHDAY TRAMPOLINE
Grandpa Al wanted to surprise Lil Kimberly for her birthday, which was in a couple of weeks. Grandpa Al thought, what shall I get her? Should I get her a bicycle? But she already has one. Should I get her a tablet? But Lil Kimberly already has one. Should I get her a scooter? But she already has one too. What shall I do, thought Grandpa Al? This was on Grandpa Al’s mind so much he could not sleep at night.
By Alvin Rivera 6 months ago in Families
SOMETIMES YOU JUST NEED A CHANCE
Tim was a young man with no priorities, just surviving any way he could. He was sometimes unemployed but would take any job he could find to pay his bills. Tim worked as a punch press operator and in a machine shop for a short period of time. Nothing seemed to stick as a permanent job for him. One day Tim landed a job at a wire products company called Premier Manufacturing, which made fan and air-conditioning covers out of wire. Tim worked several job positions there, such as a trimmer of the fan cover ribs, on the cleaning and plating line, and on the plastic coating application line for the air-conditioner covers. Tim lasted five years there, but it was just a job, no chance for growth or advancement.
By Alvin Rivera 6 months ago in Humans
THE DAY THE WORLD WAS UNITED
In the early spring of 2053, a year seemed to start as other previous years with warm weather, blue skies, and plenty of sunshine flowers blooming and warm breezes. Everyone enjoyed the outdoors, having BBQs, going for walks, kids playing, and riding bikes. Everyone seemed to be saying goodbye to the previous frigid winter.
By Alvin Rivera 6 months ago in Fiction
THE SHOCK OF A LIFE TIME
Life may surprise you, and not always in a beautiful way. When I was a young boy, strong and healthy, playing sports, baseball, football, running track, riding a bike for great distances, having fun with friends climbing trees, walking to school, and walking the city streets. I would see some of the elderly folks moving around slowly with canes, people being helped by caregivers, people using walkers, being pushed around in wheelchairs, or not able to walk normally while struggling not to fall. I would think to myself, God, why don't you heal them so they can have a healthy life, or why did they let themselves get that way. The thought of being like them worried me. I should have exercised more ate better had more checkups, gotten plenty of sleep as a young person.
By Alvin Rivera 6 months ago in Humans
A VERY ANGRY WOMAN
Attending fifth grade in St. Stephens Catholic School was fun with my new friend I made, Terrance, he was in my class and after school we would have fun doing things together. We always were trying to stay out of trouble on a daily basis. Sometimes we would go to my house that was a few blocks away from the school or his house located directly across the street from the school and the church to play after school. We would go to my house a lot more often because of all my friends on my street. We had more than enough kids to play a pickup baseball game. We would play in empty parking lots after the company employees went home from work for the day. There were no baseball diamonds in the neighborhood, the ones that did exist and we could use were too far away for all of us to walk too. So, we had to settle for pickup games in empty parking lots or empty fields. We had to make the best of what was available.
By Alvin Rivera 6 months ago in Families
WEIRD DREAMS AS A YOUNG CHILD
WEIRD DREAMS (As a young child) I remember three dreams that I repeatedly had as a young child at the age of seven or eight. They were frustrating to me because I do not know why I had them. Maybe I did not have self-confidence as a youngster; these dreams continued to haunt me for a couple of years. Looking back now, they are kind of funny, but as a child, they were very disturbing to me at the time.
By Alvin Rivera 7 months ago in Families
A FULL CYCLE OF LIFE
When I was born long ago when doctors made house calls, and hospital costs seemed lower than today. I came into the world, needing everything to survive from my mother from my mother. I needed bathing, diaper changes, clothing, milk, and love daily, which my mother gave from her heart. Only a mother can provide the required love of an infant. In almost one year, I needed a baby walker so I could learn to walk better and strengthen my little legs. I still needed to be bathed, diaper changes, bigger clothes, and solid food, and lots more love. Which my mother always gave me from her heart. My mother was still there when I was hungry or sick.
By Alvin Rivera 7 months ago in Humans
BOY, WAS I WRONG
As a young child, I will always remember what I thought and truly believed was the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth. Being raised Catholic and attending Catholic school, I believed in my young innocence that the world was different; that everyone got along together. That people were kind, helpful, honest, and would never hurt anyone.
By Alvin Rivera 7 months ago in Humans
AT THE WRONG PLACE AT THE WRONG TIME
Many years ago, in a neighborhood middle class working people full of good friendly neighbors with many children, there were many small family-owned stores on the main street, a beauty salon, convenience store, woman's hat store, soda fountain with ice cream store, Rudy's local saloon, and an electric motor repair store all just in one block. Some folks worked in factories, and some had their own businesses. Going east on that main street from our block was a bridge over railroad tracks, on the left-hand side was a gas station, and a Harley Davidson Motorcycle dealership and more small shops.
By Alvin Rivera 7 months ago in Families
A MESSAGE TO ALL WORLD LEADERS
To all governments of planet earth, your fragile planet’s survival depends on your decisions. It is the right of all humans to be free to live a satisfying life to travel the world and earn a decent living for themselves and their families, and this is critical for your planet to flourish. All humans on earth want the same thing to be free and to prosper. World Governments treat people as slaves in most countries, and some people on your planet will never know what liberty and freedom are or that they exist. Your different forms of government are barbaric. Communism, Socialism, Dictatorships are obsolete forms of government. Still, your planet must strive for Democracy, as your technology and knowledge have grown immensely over the last one hundred and fifty years. Your governments are after money, power, and support of their country’s wealthy individuals and making themselves wealthy as leaders with little worry about the planet’s precious people.
By Alvin Rivera 7 months ago in Fiction
