I just watched this video called Diary of the Wimpy Kid 25 years later and it was one depressing and two reminded me of a nightmare I had about the movie.
In my dream I went to their school and somehow got the cheese touch but it was a real deadly disease in my dream world. The cheese touch illness only was infectious between minors, so adults couldn’t get it. I was trying my best to pass it on so I wouldn’t die but somehow I couldn’t touch anyone. I ended up taking it home and accidentally gave it to my older brother who went to a different school from me. However, he couldn’t pass it on to anyone but me cause we were going home for Christmas vacation. He looked like he had smallpox and I was so terrified that he was going to die that I woke up. I’ll never know if he got a cure from a doctor or if we gave it to some other kid or he passed.