FLINTFACE recently launched a national contest at over 4,000 middle-schools and high-schools in the U.S. The goal was to raise awareness for bullying prevention. Students were encouraged to submit original works of art that incorporate FLINTFACE’s message of hope and inspiration. Hundreds of inspiring entries were submitted and below are the top winning entries. We will be posting more here over the next few weeks. Follow us to see more of these amazing entries from the amazing students!

The first place student and their school, plus two runners up, have won prize packs of Sony Electronics products, the winning school has also won a private concert from us, FLINTFACE:).



‘never alone’ . morgan ertel


Arrowhead Union High School


I hear a voice. It says my name. Only it is not the name given to me at birth, but the name I have learned to respond to. My heart starts to race. I rotate my head and wince when the leader enters my line of vision. Instinctively, I look down at the white linoleum floor, scuffed and battered by the thousands of sneakers traveling it each day. Fingers scramble through my coarse hair, pulling my tight curls like a spring. Their voices hiss “wire head” as they playfully take turns slapping me. The linoleum blurs into a dirty white stream the rest of the day, with the occasional spotting of red Nikes or fresh Jordans. At home, I find myself mopey and bitter. With no motivation, I curl up on the battered corduroy couch. The familiar smell of mom’s African peanut stew lulls me to sleep. I hear a voice. It says my name. Only this time, it’s my real name. My heart races. I rotate my head and squint when I see nothing but light. Warm light. My eyes adjust and I make out a figure walking towards me. I run to it. His arms open, inviting me to a hug. We embrace. He sets his hands on my shoulders. He says, “I know your struggles. I see your worries. Every time they hurt you, they hurt me too. You were not put here to suffer. I have plans to give you hope and a future—plans to help you, not harm you.” I wake up, enlightened by my encounter. I did not need to worry. I had the Lord on my side. I hear a voice. It doesn’t say my name. Instead, it says, “I like your hair.” My heart races. I rotate my head to see a chubby face dotted with freckles and hair the color of warm pumpkin pie. I reply, “I like yours too.” Never in my life have I seen someone with such prominent Irish heritage. And then I realized this boy and I have something in common. We are both different. I thought back to some of my favorite lyrics from the song “Army of Rejects.” “Cause, there’s a million other people just like me. Whose past is not so pretty. I’m not afraid to make my story known. And I’m not alone.” Not everyone had the same background as I did, but there were others who understood me. They knew why I kept my head down at school...Why I got nervous when I heard my name...Why I only spoke when I was spoken to. The red head boy and I quickly formed a friendship—since we were both being picked on, we decided to stick with each other. This way, we would not be alone when the torment began. Soon, we grew to become close friends. And the bullying stopped when kids realized their abuse did not have the same effect on us that it used to. Together, the red head boy and the wire haired boy changed the school. They sought out other kids who were victims of bullies and not only offered words of encouragement, but also held out hands of true friend.




‘We All Have Meaning’ . Haley Jensen

Centennial High School




. Anna Schmude .

Clintonville High School

Anna Schmude

'Honorable Mention'

'Changing How You Think in four minutes' . Melissa Dailey

Arrowhead Union High School