The Longest Ride - Original Writing

“The longest ride” could mean a lot of things, but in this case it is referring to Ira and Ruth’s long life together and all that they have been through. Ruth and Ira are an old couple who falls in love. Ira gets in a car crash when he is old and Ruth has already died. Sophia is a young girl in college who goes to a Bull Riding Rodeo and meets Luke who she begins to like. I will be evaluating, predicting, and questioning the book, The Longest Ride.

Maximum Ride, a thrilling, page turning, science-fiction series guaranteed to break hearts and raise spirits. Maximum Ride is a series written by a skilled author, James Patterson, who has written many award winning series. Readers can grow alongside the characters and feel the same hardships. This adventurous series follows the story of Maximum Ride and the challenges she faces as a “mutant freak” battling half-wolf half-humans to save herself and those alike her. The series has a meaningful underlining to it though, which can help readers mature while reading it.

The Ride is the story of the heinous and gruesome murder of ten year old, Jeffrey Curley, a case that is familiar to many in the Massachusetts area. The book works its way from the grisly crime to the years afterward. It focuses on the family of Jeffrey, heavily weighted on the life of Cambridge Firefighter Bob Curley, Jeffrey’s father. Charles Jaynes and Salvatore Sicari, both from Jeffrey’s neighborhood were convicted of the murder. Within this essay I will demonstrate from The Ride the relationship between reporting and suffering that may have been brought on for the crime victims of this case, the relationship between the victim profiles and the victim family profiles, the role in which the family may have played in the

The Longest Ride is about a girl who meets a bull rider named Luke. Sofia meets Luke at a rodeo when he is riding a bull. Sofia and Luke start talking and then they started dating. When they are riding in the car together Luke sees a car that had been wrecked. They pull over and helped Ira out of the car. Ira is an older man and his wife died a few years back. While he was in the car he thought Ruth, his wife, was talking to him and that what kept him alive. Luke’s mom doesn’t like him riding bulls because a year before he met Sofia he got really hurt while riding a bull. He was in a coma for a few days. He doesn’t tell Sofia about how hurt he was because he doesn’t want her to know.

What just happened? I sat at the window, wondering about what I just saw. It was 3 am when I woke up, in the middle of a thunderstorm. Carefully, I went to sit on the window seat to gaze at the dark, rolling clouds above. Lightning flashed and thunder roared. Wait! What was that? It was a white horse. Standing in the pasture, staring right at me. He was calm, almost as if he was waiting for someone, or something. Suddenly, a huge lightning bolt flared. Momentarily, I was blinded. When I looked back at where the horse was, I was astonished. Nothing!! Where did he go? Still confused, I get back into bed and drift into a deep sleep filled with white horses galloping through the sky.

I remember that fateful day waking up to my mom’s homemade pancakes. She would always get up early on Tuesday mornings and make them for me. They were the best pancakes ever, they were never dry, always light and fluffy. They were mouthwatering, and I couldn’t resist them and I followed the smell to the kitchen.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw my mom running out to Kelsey. In that moment, I suddenly knew what I needed to do. With a clarity that I can’t remember having before that day, I became focused and knew what needed to be done. My mom had rushed to my sister’s side, but that had left my three year old sister, Katelyn, on her pony unattended. I quickly trotted my horse towards her, dismounted, took control of both horses, and helped Katelyn off her pony. The ambulance would soon be arriving and I had to get all the horses, including the spooked mare, into the stable. A spooked horse can be extremely dangerous if no one takes control. My task was clear. I was the one who needed to corral that mare. I swallowed my fear and approached the mare. The mare’s wide eyes told me that she was still spooked and could be unpredictable. My mom’s words came to mind, “Get in front. Take the lead.” While still holding the reins of the two other horses, I reached out and grabbed the mare’s dangling reins. With Katelyn a few steps ahead of me, I led the three hoses to their stalls. When Katelyn was safely sitting on a bench where I could see her, I still had to remove the bridles and saddles of all the horses, who could have easily rejected my awkward and inexperienced handling. The ambulance and rescue workers had now arrived, and I knew that soon my mom and Kelsey would be headed to the hospital. The responsibility for the

Our mom Julia had overdosed and the EMTs did everything they could but she was pronounced dead hours ago with J right beside her. Julia wasn't my biological mother but she had raised me alongside J my entire life. My dad had been with her for a while back when I was younger and she even used to say that he was like the Kurt Cobain to her Courtney Love, he hadn't died or anything but after getting too comfortable he ran off and dumped me onto Julia like some hand me down.

“I have nothing to wear.” I groaned at my five whole outfits. I marched downstairs to have a word with Mom.

My family has passed away a few years back due to infection. I was distraught because I didn't know how to do anything on behalf of my mother and her doing everything even in the zombie apocalypse. Then, I decided that it’s not like they are going to come back and help me and if they did come back they would be zombies. I learned how to cook the food we had and I picked up a hobby. My mom would make us wool blankets for the years and she had so much wool that I decided to knit also. But, now as I stand out here in this barren land I realize that, that isn’t going to help me. While I’m thinking this I see a woman or what I hope is a woman. She has long, dark brown hair and reminded me of my mom. I start to follow this woman and then she starts to run away from me. I start to run after her and this continues for about ten blocks and I get really tired. She must have also been tired because they stopped running. I finally caught up to them. When this woman turned around I realized that she looked a lot like my mother. Then I see that she is holding a little baby girl. This girl I recognized from photos that my father had in the paper factory. This little girl is me and this woman is my

My heart was beating a hundred miles a minute. I was excited to ride the horse, but also nervous. I had never been around a horse before so I didn’t really know what to do. I knew horses kick or buck when frightened and I kept having to reassure myself that I was going to be okay. As we were walking up to the horse barn I shook those thoughts from my head. I could already hear the horses breathing and the smell of the fresh hay was oozing out of the building. My Uncle opened the barn door and my Aunt walked out with Striker, their oldest and nicest horse. Striker was very tall for a horse and all black, except for his nose, which had white

Mom entered the room with a towering stack of clothes: blue, worn levis, white socks, and various polo tees. She set them down on the bedside table and then turned to see how Luke and I were getting along.

“Mya!” my mom yelled, “We’re going to be late!” I frantically searched my closet for something to wear.

ready. I always had to count to three to get out of bed I never was able to just jump out of bed. Finally I got up and realized it was a lot colder than when I was under my silky smooth sheets and electric blanket. I quickly ran to the shower and jumped in. It felt so nice and warm I didn't ever want to get out but I knew that I would be late if I didn't. I got out and got dressed quickly to trap in as much heat as I could. I headed downstairs to start making breakfast. I looked in the freezer for some waffles but there weren't any in there. “Crap!” I exclaimed.

The Longest Ride is about love and passion. It starts with Sophia a senior girl in college and was dragged to attend a bull riding event that is held up in North Carolina. One guy captures her eyes and after the bull riding event, they went into a bar where she met Luke, the guy who captured Sophia’s eyes and a mysterious cowboy who has been injured a lot of times and keeps on riding because it’s his passion. Afterwards they fell in love and Sophia wants to stop Luke from riding because she is scared that his love one might die because of the injuries he had.