Jack Follman
Jack has written professionally as a journalist, fiction writer, and ghost writer. For more information, visit his website.
Articles by
Jack Follman
This Is The Haunting Reason Why I’ll Never Live Somewhere Without A Security System Ever Again
We called the cops and had the house 110 percent searched. Nothing turned up, but the cop who gave me the video system pointed out that we should review the footage to see if it showed anything.
There’s Technology Out There That Can Restore Your Long Lost Memories, And I Wish I’d Never Tried It
There were memories that I WANTED to forget.
This Story About Why I’m Terrified Every Time I Take A Shower Will Give You Nightmares
Good luck ever trusting anyone again.
Most People Have Imaginary Friends While Growing Up, But Nobody’s As Bad As My Friend Hungy
I was five when my dad died. That’s when Hungy came into my life. He was my best friend.
For Years I Was A Hitman Called ‘The Aneurysm’ And I’m Ready To Tell You Why I Finally Retired
I tell people my story sometimes and I see them get physically ill.
There’s Something Haunting My Parent’s House And She Looks Just Like Me
YOU’LL NEVER BE ALONE.
If You Know About ‘Afterlife’ On Reddit, You Need To Hear What Happened To My Boyfriend
You can’t beat a demon with an acoustic guitar solo.
There’s Something You Need To Know About What I Found In Marsha’s Trunk In The Nevada Desert
The rustling came from behind at first. I stopped, turned around and assessed the land behind me. Nothing seemed to move.
I’m Ready To Tell The Truth About My Interviews With Graham Welsh, The Man Found Innocent After 20 Years On Death Row
I was told that I couldn’t actually be charged with anything, but talking about my interactions with Graham publicly could change that. However, they never said anything about putting my story in writing.
Something Happens To My Girlfriend If I Forget To Lock Her Up, But I Never Expected It To Get This Bad
“I need you to chain me up,” Sonya said. I laughed. “It’s not funny.”
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.