The first three days of my life I was Theresa Marie Bulisco, I had two older sisters, one older brother, a birth mother and a birth father. I was born in a hospital that no longer stands and the only place that Theresa existed. At least, that’s how I saw it. Twenty years later I received a phone call informing me about the siblings I had, the birth parents that let me go and the human I was for three days. I found out that in those three days Theresa was almost kidnapped because my oldest sister feared that I would grow up into the same life she had escaped. One of my aunts had also offered to adopt me so that I would at least still be in the family. The entire time I had been growing into Nichole, an entire family was dreaming of Theresa.