Jack Follman
Jack has written professionally as a journalist, fiction writer, and ghost writer. For more information, visit his website.
In 2000 Kirsten Butler Went Missing From TCU And I Think I’ve Uncovered What Really Happened To Her
“You remind me of her,” Susan whispered from behind me.
Someone Told My Dad His Farm Was The ‘Witches Graveyard’ And I Really Wish He’d Listened
You don’t belong here.
There’s A Farmhouse In Southeast Washington Called ‘The Richards House’ And Anyone Who Goes In There Supposedly Disappears
The single candle looked to still be lit in that room. I thought I could see the shadow of someone standing in there next to it.
If You Ever Hear Your Child Talk About ‘The Bloody Monsters’ Be Very, Very Afraid
“What you will see on this video tape is either a spirit or the work of a demon…”
Since I’ve Safely Fled The Country, I Guess It’s Time To Tell You What Really Happened To Becca
It was a crime of convenience. Actually, it wasn’t even a crime because I didn’t pull the trigger. Becca pulled the trigger on herself.
I Knew My Ex-Mistress Would Lose Her Mind When We Broke Up, But I Had No Idea She Was Capable Of This
Tarah went and did something beyond crazy. Something I thought even she wasn’t capable of.
I’ve Been Tracking This Girl For Weeks But Something Tells Me The Tables Have Turned
I would ease closer to her once we got out onto one of the long, dark highways she was going to have to take to get out of town. That is when my work would really begin.
The Most Sinister Crime You’ve Never Heard Of: The Gatsby Killings Of 1947
Sometimes it’s best to let secrets lie if they work in your favor.
I Thought There Was Something Off About The Stranger From My Car Accident, And Now I Finally Know Why
I took a few moments to calm down a little bit and fully absorb my situation. Something about the whole situation seemed off from the get go.
Only I Know The Truth About How My Best Friend Died On Mount Shasta — Until Now
It didn’t work. The gun went off, but the shot went over my head, blowing out my ears just before I reached my old friend.
Everyone In Howeville, Virginia Will Tell You My Family Is Cursed — But The Truth Is Way Darker Than Any Urban Legend
Everyone in Howeville, Virginia knew about the Barnes Family Curse, but no one knew more about it than me.
When I Was 18 I Almost Beat A Boy To Death, And I Think I’m About To Pay For What I Did
The service I offered was simple. You wanted a guy beaten up, I was your guy. I caught the guy at just the right time, picked a fight with him, and won. Always won.