Annabelle Clarisse, was born blind but her disability never stopped her from visualising the world with her other sen...

I could feel their glares. They loved to do this. I kept tripping over branches and I could feel the cuts on my arms....

"It was just like all the others. "Fear. Defense. Anonymity. "Just enough of the subject's face had been blurred so...

Once, in Beijing, a young girl in a red gown huddled in a doorway. It was snowing, freezing her slowly. She continued...

Rain poured down, next to her, the doorway shielding her. She clutched her red gown as she huddled down close to the ...

Once, in Beijing, a young girl in a red gown huddled in a doorway. It was raining, her hair was plastered to her fac...