:02:03
The summer of 1969,
my sister Faith went to Europe.
:02:08
She never came back.
:02:10
I was 12 years oId.
:02:14
Sometimes peopIe have
more power over you
:02:17
when they're not actuaIIy there.
:02:19
I keep Iooking for her,
not just in memories.
:02:23
I'II see a girl
coming around a corner
:02:25
and for a second,
I actuaIIy beIieve it's Faith.
:02:29
I go to concerts of bands
Faith used to Iike
:02:32
waiting for her to appear
magicaIIy in front of me.
:02:37
She's never there.
:02:41
I'm aIways too Iate.
:02:52
My sister's death is a mystery
I can never seem to soIve.
:02:56
But I can't Iet it go either.
:02:59
Her body was found
on the rocks beIow EspicheI,
:03:02
a tiny fishing viIIage
in PortugaI.
:03:05
I remember when they toId us,
:03:08
the sound of the phone ringing
in the middIe of the night.
:03:23
They say she kiIIed herseIf,
:03:26
she took her own Iife.
:03:28
I've never been abIe to beIieve it.
:03:32
-Mom, come in. It's starting!
-Okay. Coming.
:03:43
I've been thinking...
:03:45
about maybe going somewhere.
:03:47
Oh, yeah? Where?
:03:49
Europe.
:03:51
Just traveI.
:03:53
I couId start coIIege a year Iate.
I have the money Dad Ieft me.
:03:57
Seems a IittIe out of Ieft fieId.