I was standing at the summit of an incredibly high, snow-covered mountain with a few members of my family. As I watched, both my parents parachuted off the mountain into a mist-filled crevasse. This is odd, because my mother in real life has a paralysing fear of heights. Anyhow, I got the idea that I was expected to jump too, but as I was in mid-air, I suddenly panicked and changed my mind. I found myself hanging off the edge of the cliff, and someone had to pull me back up. The rest of the dream was spent sort of aimlessly sitting at the top of the mountain, waiting to hear whether or not my parents were alright. No one else seemed worried, for some reason, even though I was completely horrified at the idea of them jumping off a cliff. Even now, as I write this, I am completely spooked.