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LiteratureHalloween Scare“Please?” Alvin whined, giving his father the most innocent face he could manage. “Just one more house!” Dave sighed. “Alvin, you have enough candy and it’s getting late.” He was already holding a half-asleep Theodore while Simon was carrying both his own bucket of candy and the one belonging to his sleepy brother. “I already let you boys stay up past your bedtime – and you have school tomorrow.” “Come on, Dave!” Sticking his bottom lip out, Alvin made his eyes as wide as possible. “Please?” It took only for a few moments for Dave to cave. “Alright, but just one more, and then we’re going home and you’re going to bed.” “Yes!” Alvin cheered before hurrying down the closest driveway before his dad could change his mind. Dave shook his head in amusement as his son ran off, frowning slightly as he eyed the house. “How long has that house been there?” For some reason, Alvin couldn’t remember ever seeing this house before. Actually, house wasn’t the right word – it was a giantAll

LiteratureHalloween Scare“Please?” Alvin whined, giving his father the most innocent face he could manage. “Just one more house!” Dave sighed. “Alvin, you have enough candy and it’s getting late.” He was already holding a half-asleep Theodore while Simon was carrying both his own bucket of candy and the one belonging to his sleepy brother. “I already let you boys stay up past your bedtime – and you have school tomorrow.” “Come on, Dave!” Sticking his bottom lip out, Alvin made his eyes as wide as possible. “Please?” It took only for a few moments for Dave to cave. “Alright, but just one more, and then we’re going home and you’re going to bed.” “Yes!” Alvin cheered before hurrying down the closest driveway before his dad could change his mind. Dave shook his head in amusement as his son ran off, frowning slightly as he eyed the house. “How long has that house been there?” For some reason, Alvin couldn’t remember ever seeing this house before. Actually, house wasn’t the right word – it was a giantFeatured

LiteratureHome (WIP)It wasn’t supposed to snow in Los Angeles, but it looked like they would be having a white Christmas this year. David Seville was working from home, trying to come up with an idea for a new song. Songwriting was his passion, although it wasn’t enough to pay the bills. He also worked part time as an accountant, but he hoped to quit that job once his songs made some real money. Deciding it was time to take a break, Dave stood up from his chair and looked out the window. The snowstorm still hadn’t let up, but for some reason he felt the urge to go out. Sighing, the man pulled on a coat and opened the front door. Almost instantly the freezing wind blew into the house. Dave was just about to shut the door when he heard a sound coming from the doorstep. Looking down, he noticed something was buried in the snow. Curiosity overcoming him, he knelt down and swept it away. What he found shocked him. Three tiny forms were snuggled together, shivering from the cold. At first glance DaveALVINNN stories

LiteratureFour Turtles and a Chipmunk prologueCold - all he could feel was cold. It was a rainy mid-April afternoon in the largest of New York City’s many parks and a small chipmunk had been born just that morning. The newborn was currently crying out at the top of his lungs for his mother – the mother who had left mere minutes after her only child’s birth, not even bothering to feed him before taking off. She wasn’t coming back, but the newborn had no way of knowing that she had left him to fend for himself. The small, almost inaudible high-pitched cries slowly died out as the exhausted infant finally wore himself out. His tiny lungs were still too weak for him to keep calling out for food, warmth and comfort, no matter how hungry and cold he was. He was much too young to survive on his own without his mother. Despite the cold and rainy weather, there were plenty of citizens walking through the park that afternoon. People of all ages and backgrounds strolled down the pathways, too wrapped up in their own personal lives toFour Turtles and a Chipmunk

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LiteratureTwo Brothers and a Fight chapter 1"ALVIN!!!" Alvin groaned as Simon and Theodore immedietly looked at him. All three of them knew that when Dave used that tone, Alvin was in trouble. "What did you do THIS time?" Simon asked, watching as his brother's face turned red. "I have no idea." Alvin sighed. It was true. They'd just gotten home from school five minutes ago - he hadn't had time to do anything. "Maybe the teacher called him." Theodore suggested. "Why?" Alvin asked, then realized what he was in trouble for. Sure enough, when Dave came in their room, it became obvious that their teacher had called - again. "Alvin, this is the eighth day in a row you haven't turned yoTwo Brothers and a Fight

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LiteratureWhat Can I SayWas it somethin' that I said that put those thorns on Your head? Was it somethin' that I've done that put that spear in Your side? I shut You out and I let You down. What can I say to You when You're hangin' on the cross? What can I do for You when You've been crucified? I cry out and say, "What have I done?" What can I say? Was it somethin' that I said that put You in the grave? Was it somethin' that I've done that sealed You behind a stone? I wrapped You up and I burried You. What can I say to You when You're wrapped in linen? What can I do for You when You've already died? I stand back and say, "Was this the only way?" What can I say?Lyrics

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Halloween Scare by chibialvin, literature

Alvin and the Trolls by chibialvin, literature

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Four Turtles and a Chipmunk prologue by chibialvin, literature

Happy Father's Day by chibialvin, literature

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