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The trip back home 2 years ago was epic.
Seeing my family again was the best feeling ever. Spending time with them were the most memorable moments of all time. Hugs, kisses, I gave them all to the people whom I’ve grown up with.
If you ask me, “would you want to rewind the past?”, my answer is, “yes of course”, then
“you wouldn’t understand.”
By alyssa rae on 02.02.2012
His life was a far-reaching epic, like the greats before him and the bold few destined to follow. Poets would sing his daring feats and heroic struggles for survival long after his death. His illustrious name would never be lost in the shuffled papers of history.
It was just a shame that he would be his own downfall.
By WearyWater URL on 02.02.2012
To have courage is epic. It is the wind that touches hot skin and cold lips. It is the water that skins those bleeding scrapes on your arms and legs. There is nothing comparable to the danger of an adventurous life.
By Tani on 02.02.2012
Sherlock smiled a bit as he watched John’s face. The doctor had been making his way through the Oddessy for the first time, and it was most amusing to watch his expressions as he came to each juicy, raunchy escapade of the classic epic.
A wrinkle of the nose at the cannibalistic cyclops. A lift of the eyebrows at the sea witch. A furrowed forehead at the god of the sea, taunting the little mortal man. Sherlock could watch John’s face all day. What a relief it must be to be so easily entertained by the debauchery of the ancient tale.
Sherlock curled his knees up to his chin, rocking back in his armchair to watch John, nearly able to put his mind to rest for the moment.
By floppybelly URL on 02.02.2012
Epic is such a dumb, over-and-misused word.
By Laurie R. URL on 02.02.2012
I feel an epic headache coming on. I’ve tried to fight it with pills but it won’t be put off. Typical. I’m also very tired. I don’t really feel like writing anything here tonight, but I’ve been trying to keep up with this in a regular, daily way to see if it helps free me up somehow. I think it might be helping a little with the…lockdown.
By Laurel URL on 02.02.2012
The epic was the longest one she’d ever set herself to read.
Peolpe called her crazy. She wasn’t sure if she was or not.
IT took her a year to read. SHe wasn’t sure if she remembered the ebginning, so she started over.
When she’d finished it again, she couldn’t stop… she started from the beginning. And again.
And every century, people kept repeating mistakes. And every century, schoolchildren learned about the mistakes and vowed never to make them.
And made them again.
And history kept repeating itself in the epic that never ended: life.
By Maria URL on 02.02.2012
of attempting to take on an epic challenge
the fear of knowing you may fail
you will likely fail
but isn’t it worth it
to try and fail
for we all fail
but not all of us have an epic tale to follow
By jill URL on 02.02.2012
“Epic Readers”. The name of a reading group at our school. A group of children readers, led by children leaders. They feel so empowered, the readers, the leaders all. Started by 6th grade girls, wanting to spread their love of reading. No teachers involved. After school, twice a week for an hour. They teach and reach the 2nd & 3rd grade students. Some are learning to read, some are masters at the craft. The power of children, the power of love, the power of the printed word. It’s epic learning at its best.
By Sharon on 02.02.2012
It is the ascension of an epitome, the icon of an era and the eminence of an age.
It is something that culminates the fantastic, and makes worthy the title of ‘outrageous’.
It is grandiose, magnanimous, gargantuan.
It is a fight with a lover gone sour, where words are spread like warm butter upon stale bread, and the insults seep in as if the toast were burnt like verbal wounds.
It is an accomplishment shared with family and friends, where your smile pierces like scarred retinas searing an image of ‘Pride’ upon inner eyes.
It is a mountain of impossibility, where some saga ensues at the base of Olympus, overcoming Gods and Men alike in achieving immortality through slaying children and the unwanted.
By MorganLovell URL on 02.02.2012
By Rae URL on 02.02.2012
For so many this word is considered “over used”, but in my reality, it needs to be used more often. I am in a large love triangle with the words “epic” and “adventure”. It’s quite sad when you think about it. Oh well. I love my 2 men.
By Izzy Gorden URL on 02.02.2012
The clap of thunder was unexpected. Ducking quietly behind the bushes they tried to remain as silent as they could. But the thunder forced a gasp from their mouth. It wasn’t loud, but in the still of the night it seemed to them to be deafening. Another clap of thunder struck. They weren’t prepared for the epic rumble it produced. Just then the realized they couldn’t remain here for long.
By S.K. Kramer URL on 02.02.2012
The thing was that she wasn’t content to write just poetry, just any old poetry. She wanted to write an epic, something like Beowulf but not Beowulf. Too much blood, and a yucky monster. No. Something truly epic, though.
By Kathleen Gabriel URL on 02.02.2012
Describes the awesomeness of something.
By Jennifer on 02.02.2012
skillets of shimmering steel clang!
Mountains of cold grey stone crumble!
Monsters are slain! Heroes gain honour!
Lots and lots of really exciting stuff all in your face right now not necessarily with any character development!!!
By Antsandpants on 02.02.2012
EPIC RAP BATTLES OF HISSTTOORRYYY! BEGIN! (Sorry, couldn’t resist that.)
Anyways, what you need is somewhere I’ve appreciated you.
By kitscard URL on 02.03.2012
epic. epic is such an internet word. i see it used a lot more on the internet than i hear it in the real world. it’s not like i hear many words in the real world, though. but. you know. some people love the word epic. some people hate it. i don’t quite like it. this is boring. it’s been a minute already? seriously? how much more could i add onto this? it’s telling me to finish up my last sentence, but i could probably write for hours. that would not be epic.
By olly on 02.03.2012
i need more experiences in life that could be described as “epic.” i would be happier if that were the case. (even though i don’t like the word itself. i mean, i like the meaning. the word epic is just such an internet word. something you’d read in a dumb youtube comment, you know.)
By olly URL on 02.03.2012
By nita on 02.03.2012
“OMG, it was epic!” Ashley said to her friends. “You should have been there. Tommy Masterson was walking into the lunchroom and he slipped on a puddle of gravy, his head hit the sneeze guard, he broke his nose and there was blood everywhere!”
Her pause was met with a chorus of “Ewww!” “That’s disgusting!” and “That’s gross!” from Tiffany, Shanna and Charlene, respectively as they ate their expensive imported Blutwurst sandwiches.
By richpee URL on 02.03.2012
The blood flowed from the tip of his sword. In fat, bloody drops they hit they scarlet soaked ground. All around lay corpses and shells of men; those who had fought and failed, those who had given everything for nothing. He wiped the juice of his latest adversary from his blade and turned to face the carnage. All for nothing and he took his heavy steps away from this place.
By lizamajig URL on 02.03.2012
The blood flowed from the tip of his sword. In fat, red drops they hit they scarlet soaked ground. All around lay corpses and shells of men; those who had fought and failed, those who had given everything for nothing. He wiped the juice of his latest adversary from his blade and turned to face the carnage. All for nothing and he took his heavy steps away from this place; the smell of coagulated blood ripe in his nostrils.
My life in a nutshell. Epic without ever having been perfect.
By linda on 02.03.2012
The concept of change of a nature that extends beyond the simple manifestation of time. It extends beyond our wildest dream or view of reality. That is the concepts that embed EPIC. Epic is … the unknown depths of a beloved reality that reaches, reaches, reaches
By Kane on 02.03.2012
He looked around him as his eyesight cleared. His body and soul were drained of any ability to feel. This was the last time he would use, he’d promised his family. As he surveyed the wreckage of the room he had rented he realised for the last time….it had been epic.
By Matt Lakey (Duderood) URL on 02.03.2012
The show was billed to be an epic one. All the big stars in the music industry was ready to perform and to release new albums. However it happened once again, a young unknown upstage the favorites in the completion, and won with a song that caught the people imagination.
By victor walkes URL on 02.03.2012
“Epic!” Lloyd exclaimed, as he discovered that his milk was not yet past its expiry date. I shot him a derisive look; he made an irritating habit of devaluing the word.
By A. Hay URL on 02.03.2012
It was a mistake of epic proportions! Who knew that one little word was going to change the shape of the way in which the public viewed a major corporation! Late night shows ran with it … talking heads ran with it.
By Bonnie Cehovet URL on 02.03.2012
Epic fail, Epic success. Could be a photo on the internet E Pic. Reminds me of a mountain.
By jemilyboo URL on 02.03.2012
Epic is like laundry. Is fun ro do with friends but boring by yourself
Or you find out things you never knew before. But is is always going ro be awesome.
By Alyssa on 02.03.2012
“Vacation from LOve”, available on Kindle for just 99 cents, is not an epic; just a
simple love story that is funny, and takes you on a madcap road trip. Think Jim’Carey and enjoy!
By Joanie URL on 02.03.2012
I was going to win. She wouldn’t get me. It was 84 degrees at 2:23 on the afternoon of Friday, June 3rd. We all sat in 11th grade English with Sister Mary Margaret. She started reading the Iliad at 1:00, right after lunch. The combination of the heat, the monotone voice, and the carb crash had just been too much. Tommy Zellner fell asleep first. It was then that we all noticed the ruler in her hand. At 1:07, she whacked Tommy on the back of the head and yelled “Epic”. He sat up, looking for a fight, then remembered where he was. Ruth was next: “Epic”, then Billy: “Epic”, Suzette: “Epic”. “Epic”, “Epic”, “Epic” she’d barked. I was determined to somehow stay awake for the entire 90 minutes. The whole class had fallen asleep at least once … but not me. My eyes were heavy, but I was going to beat her. I felt bad for Tim, who had fallen asleep 4 times and now had a trickle of blood running down the back of his neck. S&M (as she was known) woke each kid the same way. She seemed to enjoy it. She kept scanning the room as she read. Finally, as she read, her eyes became transfixed on me, and only me. Did she sense my weariness, like a wild animal can sense fear? I was no longer following Homer’s words. I was tracking S&M’s movements about the class. To stay awake, I was thinking of the baseball game tonight, of the swimming hole we were going to visit tomorrow and of last winter’s sledding adventures. Ding, Ding, Ding. The bell finally sounded for the end of class. As she closed the book she glared at me with that practiced Nun-schoolteacher stare that teach on Day one at the nunnery. I knew better than to say or do anything untoward. I calmly got up, picked up my books and went out to the hall. The minute my feet left the room, I smiled brightly. All my fellow classmates were standing in the hall applauding. I bowed, glanced over my shoulder and smiled.
By Dayle URL on 02.03.2012
Epic. Not really a fantastic word, nor a bad one. It’s just very weird saying it outloud, and its even weirder there is a guitar brand or something like that called epic. I really dont like the word epic.
By Julia Tils URL on 02.03.2012
Reading the epic was like reading my fortune–a fortune that will determine my next move. I am all out of ideas, so there is just one thing left to do.
By Emaline URL on 02.03.2012
This piece will be a piece of epic proportions. It will be so epic no other word can describe it. It will be so epic because it will only be filled with the word “epic.”
By Jill on 02.03.2012
is the story that you can never conceive because of prejudices and high-standards. Being true to yourself means being silent.
By bubonic on 02.03.2012
awesome, supreme, over all the best of the best, it is what i am. E
By spiderwebb11 URL on 02.03.2012
I think large. Like an epic poem. Like Odyssey and his friends going on a large journey. I also think about proportions as in epic proportions. I don’t think beside an event I have heard the word used in this manner. Like you never heard the story of the time he fell out of the newpaper staff’s favor. The story was epic.
By Ruth on 02.03.2012
I can’t believe it. I don’t even see it. Where do we find it? Let’s go and get it!
It’s not conceivable, this push and this pull, this here and then there, the yes and the no, and at the end of it all we’ll have
Something to look forward to.
By monroe2go URL on 02.03.2012
a division of Identity Crisis, Inc.