skydiving

I am on the plane looking outside the open door. I'm not attached to anyone. My instructor tells me to jump. I have butterflies in my stomach and don't know whether I'm ready to jump on my own. I look down and see the trees and fields. I jump outside the plane and I'm flying.

I have no parachute but I'm not worried. I'm floating in the air and flying around. I don't feel the wind pressure in my ears. I keep floating and flying around. Finally, I come closer to the ground and fly down slowly. I land on my feet softly. I can fly!

I want to keep flying in case I lose these powers at any moment. I run and run through the fields and jump up. It doesn't work. I keep jumping and moving my arms like breast strokes as if I'm in a pool. It works. My feet are coming off the ground. I look around me and other people are flying too! I keep moving my feet and arm, I get higher off the ground.

And then... I wake up.