by Belinda Brady
“The Spell for the Dead only works on Halloween, when spirits are earthbound.” My friend Judith states sitting beside me, clutching a photo of her deceased dog, Bronx. This spell supposedly raised the dead and Judith insisted I help cast it.
“We’ll soon know,” I reply as we hold hands and chant the incantation.
A growl interrupts us as a disheveled Bronx enters the room.
“Bro—” I stammer as the dog lunges at my throat, all teeth and claws, knocking me over in a pool of blood.
Judith leans over me, a smirk on her face. “Looks like it works.”
Belinda is passionate about stories and after years of procrastinating, has finally turned her hand to writing them, with a preference for supernatural and thriller themes; her love of both often competing for her attention. She has had several stories published in a variety of publications, both online and in anthologies. Belinda lives in Australia with her family and has been known to enjoy the company of cats over people.