Operation-SOLDIER

Voices… The first thing I could recognize were voices. …Voices that belonged to strangers. … Where am I? … “Hello?” Mom?…no, that voice didn’t sound right. I could feel the soft texture of cotton pressed up against my cheek…and unfortunately a sliver of hair tickling my chin. I attempted to raise my hand to swipe it away…but nothing happened. What on Earth? My body wasn’t complying with my demands. I’m about to attempt again when I feel someone place a hand on my shoulder. “You’re okay sweetie, you in -----hosp---…What’s your-----“ Wha