I agreed to play along. What the fuck else was I supposef to do? Not to mention my head was spinning. I just died and got my heart and stuck in the hot body of my little sister I never knew I had. It was a lot for a guy to take in. After a couple of weeks I was released from the hospital. My parents came and visited several times while I was in the hospital. I wanted to ask them so many questions each time. Why did they give me up being the main one, but I played along as the doctors had asked. I was Nichole Wilkerson now and had memory loss because of the operation. My parents helped the deception just by chance. They brought in albums of pictures trying to jar my memory. I studied and soon was able to play the part. Whenever something I didn't know came up I blame the operation.
I had s mix of emotions about it. When we arrived home I couldn't help but think how different my life would have been if they hadn't given me up. As Nichole I wanted for nothing. In my old life I struggled for everthing I had. Dispite that after a couple weeks I started missing my old life.
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