Alvin Rivera
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Stories (33/0)
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 2 years 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 2 years 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 2 years 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 2 years 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 2 years 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 2 years 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 2 years 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 2 years ago in Fiction
TWELVE SOULS THAT ENTER YOUR LIFE
The twelve souls that enter your life can be a blessing or a nightmare. These people enter your life for a purpose and are not a coincidence. They will make you stronger or weaker, make you laugh or cry, make you love life, or hate life in general. Some of them souls you want to stay forever, and others you wish they went to hell and never come back.
By Alvin Rivera 2 years ago in Humans
WHO VISITED?
After a long, frigid winter, it was now springtime in my hometown of Cleveland, Ohio. My family was planning a vacation to the Caribbean for some fun in the sun and warm weather. Needing to be at work, I was unable to go and stayed home alone. It would be so great to be alone, or so I thought. The family would be gone for two weeks. Before leaving, my Dad told me how to reach them, flight numbers, and return date. My family loaded up the car and left for the airport, and everything was going fine until the following week.
By Alvin Rivera 2 years ago in Humans
AN ALIEN INVASION
I was in the eighth grade, but the memories are vivid. I remember that night before bed watching the rifleman on television while eating a bowl of spaghetti on an old couch. Feeling tired and with a full stomach I was ready for a good sleep and lay down on the soft, warm mattress of my bed, I quickly fell asleep.
By Alvin Rivera 2 years ago in Fiction
THE GREAT ESCAPE
Back in the old neighborhood, a baseball pick-up game of the neighborhood kids was about to take place in the parking lot of the Budweiser beer distribution warehouse next to my house. They were old buildings with a wooden loading dock full of empty wooden beer kegs and empty beer bottles. Next to the beer yard, as we called it, and behind my house, was a Pentecostal church in an old yellow brick building facing the street behind us.
By Alvin Rivera 2 years ago in Humans