Human's dream has the wildest imagination. I can't tell how I felt when I realized that I had a long dream like a elaborate fiction. The bad thing is that when I wake up, in most of the time I completely forget the content of the stories as if I had never experienced them. But this time when I woke up in a snowy morning, I did remember the movie played in my brain last night. I was in the plane and traveled from a place to another. My friend chose the easy way to get to the ground, so he brought a parachute. He waited until the plane flew over the school and left the plane with his parachute. His mind became mine and "I" landed in the grass outside my classroom. As I landed, I saw another me (the former me) coming in a hurry. My mind instantly transfered to his mind again, so I saw "my friend" landed in the grass outside my math class. Then the story ended. There is a long part of the story before this, but I don't have any clue. If I had a dream recorder, I would record all the dreams I had, and replay the most intriguing stories of mine. They are better the best fictions in the world.