A device in a narrative in which a scene that takes place in the past is inserted somewhere into the narrative.

Information about characters or plot that is deliberately withheld from the reader to be revealed later is...

What is suspense?

This technique leaves a reader wondering as to what happens next. Which technique is it?

Suspense is...

When a story is suspenseful, the reader...

Locked doors and hidden rooms in a story are example of which tool?

Which are the best examples of the tool, Dark Settings?

This image is an example of which tool?

This image is an example of which tool?

Which questions about a story will the setting answer?

Which of the following might describe the setting of a story?

The central, or universal, message or lesson of a story

A struggle within the character's own mind

The character struggles against an outside force

Character traits are determined by the way a character...

What is our driving question for this unit on suspense?

What is foreshadowing?

What is mood?

Make an inference: what is the paragraph foreshadowing?

"Peter I don't think we should jump out of a plane like this."

"Allison relax I'm the King and you're my general. What could go wrong?"

Read the passage. Select Yes if you can find evidence of foreshadowing in the passage.

"There's nothing like roaming a field on a crisp, fall day," Beverly thought to herself.

Read the passage. Select Yes if you can find evidence of foreshadowing in the passage.

"Gee, as crowded as the park is, we're the only ones going into the funhouse," Gina said. "How strange."

What is the foreshadow in this passage?

It was only 5:00AM, so everyone else in the house was still asleep. As they crept through the kitchen to the back door, Mary sniffed the air. It had the faint scent of coffee and something sweet. She shrugged it off and followed Justin out the door, down the back steps,and out onto the boat dock. The fog had settled over the lake, making it impossible to see anything.

What is the foreshadow in this passage?

The dark storm clouds rolled across the lake and Rebecca couldn’t help but shiver. The ominous feeling the black clouds gave her made her pull her wool coat closely around her. She started walking faster and faster, hoping that whatever was coming would pass quickly.

Suspense makes you want to read what happens next.

Carlos laughed when he thought about how scared he was in the haunted house at the carnival last year. He had no way of knowing he was about to face a fright that wasn’t meant to be fun.

Cassie poised at the end of the diving board, ready to plunge into the water. Suddenly, she was five years old again, standing on the edge of a dock and falling backward, unable to control her fall, and unable to swim.

Suddenly, Timothy noticed that all the birds had stopped singing. The air was very still, and not a single branch moved on a single tree. He looked up at the sky. In the distance, he saw a funnel cloud forming. He thought he might have about ten minutes to get home before getting caught in the tornado. He began to run, his feet pounding on the pavement. He could hear the wind begin to howl behind him. Finally, he dove through the front door of his house and tumbled down the stairs.

As the old man watched the boys playing baseball in the vacant lot, he thought back to his own boyhood and the friends he’d had in his home town. They’d cleared debris and stray bushes from a lot and built their own baseball diamond, complete with an elevated pitcher’s mound. The old man remembered the feeling of standing on that mound, exchanging signals with the catcher, and winding up to throw a pitch.

Shelly felt relieved. She had finally finished her homework, completed her chores, and written a long-overdue thank you note to her grandmother. Her relief wouldn’t last for long, though. Her mother knocked on the bedroom door and walked in.

Cathy skipped down the stairs. Her mother sat in the kitchen, wringing her hands. “I don’t know about this,” said her mother. “Mom,” said Cathy, “It’s just a party. What’s the worst thing that could happen?” Her mother sighed. “Just be home before midnight.”

Joyce watched the clock. The minute hand seemed frozen over the ten. The slow tick tock seemed to promise that time was moving forward, but Joyce had no sense of it. All she knew was that she had to wait until 8:00.

When the alarm clock sounded, Amy leaned over to turn it off and got up to start her day. She had no idea it would be one of the most memorable days of her life.

Linda heard a scratching at the door. As she walked through the kitchen to the living room, the scratching seemed to get louder. She assumed it was the cat, who might have snuck out, but she saw Snowball, fast asleep on the corner of the couch. The scratching became more insistent and urgent. Linda rushed to the door and swung it open, expecting to see something horrible or frightening. It was a branch, blown by the wind and scratching against the door.

As their car rumbled down the dirt road toward the lake cabin, Kim was transported back to last summer. She remember the hard work it took to get the cabin in shape for another summer at the lake. “We have to work before we can play,” her mother had reminded her.