skeleton

Another patchy dream, really can't recall much of a cohesive story for this one either

I'm sitting on a white bus next to a friend of mine, and we're on a school field trip. The bus has divided sections for each set of seats, like a caterpillar. I look out the window and see we're driving along a tree line that separates us from a beach. When the bus comes to a stop and we get out, I start arguing with the friend I was sitting next to about something. The next thing I remember is standing in front of a very small model house, before being told to go inside. Then, I'm locked in. I'm pretty sure this miniature house is some sort of escape room.
The next thing I remember is opening one of the doors and a cardboard cutout of a zombie jumps out of the wall and scares me, like a haunted house. (Second dream in a row that has something to do with zombies!) Some other things that I can't recall happen, and then I remember being curled up on the floor of the starting room of the escape house, hugging my backpack and crying. I guess I really didn't want to be there.

The next morning I wake up and realise I'm the only one still there, and I'm stuck in the middle of nowhere in this escape room while the rest of my class have driven back to school. I freak out and call my Dad to pick me up. When he gets there, I walk outside and see my classmates are there, even when they weren't a moment before. Something else probably happens after that, and then I wake up.

First mostly nonsensical dream I've had in a while, I've really gotta stop consuming zombie media or else it'll be the only thing I dream about.

I wasn't going to post this because I can barely recall enough to make sense out of it, but I figured it couldn't hurt. Interpret these little memory fragments as you will:

I'm in a red room somewhere that resembles some sort of small resting area? In the middle theres a few couches, where myself and two others are sitting. Around the perimeter of the room are smaller rooms that are separated by these cherry blossom panel dividers, inside the rooms is a king size bed and a bed side table, like a very compact hotel room. I should also mention in this dream I seem to be around 11-12 years old? And so are the two people sitting on the couch next to me.
I'm not sure what happens between this scene and the next, but suddenly the room fills with zombies, (I have been watching a lot of zombie movies lately... not surprising), and the two kids sitting with me, who I recognise as friends, are turned. These aren't like regular media zombies though, after the initial wave they don't attack anyone else unless provoked, they just kind of hang around?
Then a group of army men come into the room and start taking away any survivors. For some reason I figure staying in this zombie building is better than being taken by the army men, so I pretend to be a zombie, but somehow I give myself away and I'm kidnapped as well and taken away to an island.

What I think is a lot of time passes between that scene and the next. I see my 12 year old self sitting on a dock as I watch army men march past me and load on to a boat. (As the men march past I also explicitly remember seeing my reflection in a puddle on the dock and thinking about how ugly I am, ouch!).
I forget what happens between that, as now I'm in some kind of post apocalyptic classroom, being taught something. I have a faint memory of talking with someone who was probably a friend, and a bully. The next thing I remember is being outside in the school yard of that post apocalyptic school, talking with aforementioned friend.

That's all I remember. I wish I could recall more, would've probably made for a much cooler story.

I can recall very little, but:

I'm a ghost, haunting a school which I've never been to. The school's cafeteria area has the make up of an aquarium. I enjoy messing with people, and as I walk past those who are still living I see them get cold shivers. I do something along the lines of that for a while before I meet a girl who stares straight at me. It scares me, before I realise she can see me.
All I remember about her is that I was very happy to see her, or for her to see me.