How We Got Here

Hello, my name is Neils and I'm currently sitting in a library with my laptop and my four friends. We're runners, just starting out actually. We've been runners for about a month now, we took off after high school graduation, though we were stalked by these things for about a month before (I have come to call them Phobias). I remember how it began and who it began with. Jaime, who is sitting next to me with a concussion, was stalked by some Cold Boy . They kept hearing singing on their walk home from school, and one day they ran to my house and showed up with hypothermia in the beginning of May. I didn't understand at the time and I drove them to the hospital since my parents were out of town. Things just got weirder from there. After that they started living with me since their aunt was out so much. Jaime would like to say something to you all, but I'm not sure if it's going to be very coherent. The others are off reading.

Wht eveer you do so not get cauthg up in this Yu will ruinyour life. if youre not being stalked no by anything, stop reading.

Wise words from a very slow and messed up Jaime. Back to the story. After the cold boy incident, Brian, the only other guy in our group, started complaining to his cousin Alex, the school's resident book worm and Jaime's gaming buddy, about someone following him. Something that was really tall, wearing a suit, and had no face. Turned out that thing was called Slenderman and the new kid at school who kept twitching was a proxy and for some reason Brian is a target. That's when things went downhill fast. Maggie, the oldest of us and basically the team mom, started looking in mirrors only to see a woman with snakes, named a bit obviously The Mother Of Snakes. Alex has had a few run-ins with The Glitch. I'll probably explain who all of these all later or link you to descriptions of them. I've ran into to something called The Manufactured Newborn. It wrecked my house before we left. Literally the day we left. 
When we left, we didn't tell anyone where we were going. We just all snuck out of our houses at the middle of the night and met up. We couldn't stay in our houses locked up forever and we couldn't get anyone from our lives involved. I wonder if they're searching for us. Well if five seventeen year olds went missing suddenly I probably would. We ditched our car and now we're walking, catching busses, and taking taxi cabs. We're staying under the radar and removing ourselves from our pasts. Alex even had the idea to go as far as to dye our hair, which we ended up doing. I think I look pretty hot with brown hair. Staying under the radar is why none of this contains our real names. These are all names we decided to call ourselves from now on. No one from our town needs to track us down and none of you need to snoop around in our past.
I'll update later, or maybe one of the others will, when we do more research on everything. From what I've read so far, things may only get worse.
To any other runners out there. Good luck, don't die.
-Neils