Dream About Friends And Bullying

I was in school with two of my friends, and at some point we were informed that one of them was going to die by the end of that day. That friend was guided across the classroom and put into a hospital bed where she was hooked up to ~3 IVs. At the end of class, me and my friend said our goodbyes to her. Sometime after school, maybe the next day, I’m in someone’s front yard with two of my friends. My friends were kinda off to the side and I was standing near the sidewalk with a giant boulder in my hands. I think we were on the hunt for rocks that looked cool, if I remember that right. Anyways, I’m looking at one of my friends who’s on the sidewalk and I see a group of girls running in my direction. I wasn’t too sure what was going on, so I just tensed up and hugged my boulder as I waited for them to catch up to us. Next thing I know, they are right in front of me and one of them slams her fist into my head. From there it’s a little blurry about what happened next; I just know that the group was punching, hitting, and kicking me because they wanted the boulder I had. I tried to fight back to them, but since I was skinny+had never fought before, I embarrassed myself. The best thing I could do was get a good slap, but they were hardly fazed at all. They also laughed at my attempts to fight. I don’t remember much of how it went, but I do know that at some point they stopped attacking me, took the boulder, and ran off. Time-skip to me being at school. I was still very upset, considering one of my friends died and I got beat up, but then the friend who I thought had died walked right into class. I was shocked and happy, and after a little bit of talking, she explained how it turned out she had two more days left. Sure, I was still upset that she’d be gone soon, but I was also so glad that we had some more time with her. Anyways, couple minutes later we find out the seating chart had been changed. I sit in the seat I was assigned, and I come to realize I got sat next to a kid who often made fun of me for being trans. I reluctantly sat at the seat, trying to focus on the teacher rather than the bully sitting next to me. The bully was leaning very close to me, which made me a bit frustrated, but then he shifts to where he might as well be lying on me. I get annoyed and push him away, shouting something like ‘Can you back up?!”. I looked to see that the desk we were at was actually extremely small (for a table meant for two), so scooted my chair back and told him I was sorry. I think that was the end of it.