The Anteaters from Outer Space

Once upon a time, around 3rd grade or so, I wrote a story called "A worm's life". It was a scant paragraph long and related the exploits of an anthropomorphized inchworm from his birth from an egg to his death - eaten by a bird - mere seconds later.

It's interesting the things we write when we're children. One afternoon at my friend Nikolei's house I picked up a notebook on the ground and opened it up. There on the first three pages I found a 3 chapter (one chapter per page) story about aliens attacking Earth. The first chapter described the invasion and how our eight-and-a-half year old hero Nikolei subsequently saved his family and became a hero.

The second chapter contained only one sentence: "I deroy them all". The third was completely blank.

I don't know how I can recall the story so lucidly, or even if Nikolei remembers reading it. Consciously, I've never thought about that story again until now, but I can't help but wonder if subliminal memories may have manifested in this song...

A Challenge

There are probably not enough starving artists who stumble across my blog for this to work, but I think I'll still shoot this out there, even if it just serves as a reminder for Bobor and Maggie. I would like to act as a sort of art patron, not in that I'll hand out money, but in that I'd like to support young artists any way I can.
That is to say, I am commissioning artwork.
I'd like to see, from artist friends, what you could do with this prompt:

Create a work of sequential art that functions cyclically. 

I've just been thinking about Beanworld (as I always do) and Monet's Haystacks, and Eisner's depiction of a neighborhood's life and I thought of this.
As long as this blog post doesn't fall on deaf ears, I hope we'll get something out of this 

PS: I'm going to give this a try too, results will eventually be posted on this blog