Jack, Davey, Race, Albert, Elmer, Spot and a bunch of other newsies were all sat in the lodging house. Spot had come over from Brooklyn to see Race who's lap he was currently sat in. Jack and Davey were sat very close. As were Albert and Elmer, Elmer had his head on Albert's shoulder and Finch had his on Albert's other shoulder.
"Davey, what's foreshadowing?" Albert asked.
"It's like stabbing." Spot replied.
"...No, it's not Spot." Davey said.
"Is it like fortune telling?" Finch asked.
"Not quite." Davey said.
"Ooooo, is it Tarzan." Race suggested. Everyone shot him the 'are you dumb' look.
Davey shook his head.
"I know! It's when you shade something to create a shadow." Jack said.
The newsies all started shouting out things they thought Foreshadowing was.
"If you guys actually let me speak, I could tell you." Davey said using a little bit of his mom voice.
Every newsies went quiet. There face's looked like Davey had slapped them.
"Foreshadowing is giving a hint that something might happen. For example, In a story if it started by describing a grave that may suggest someone is going to die later on." Davey said.
All the newsies nodded but still looked a little confused. They quickly moved on to a game of poker.
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Newsies Short Stories
FanfictionShort stories about newsies, if you have a prompt or a request for a certain story feel free to message me :) hope you enjoy! Mature language, implied sexual content and may have sexual content.
