{"id":2739,"date":"2015-05-03T08:12:26","date_gmt":"2015-05-03T08:12:26","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.averral.com\/blog\/?p=2739"},"modified":"2015-05-03T08:25:58","modified_gmt":"2015-05-03T08:25:58","slug":"click","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.averral.com\/blog\/2015\/05\/click\/","title":{"rendered":"Click"},"content":{"rendered":"
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The sound of the camera refocusing,
\n“Click” it went, I was naked.
\n“Click” it went, I was tied.
\n“Click” it went again, I was blindfolded<\/p>\n

This time I wanted to scream, but I was gagged. Moist filled the blindfold as tears seeped through the fabric. I could not move nor see. I could only hear the endless clicks going off every second as I laid there. <\/p>\n

I opened my eyes. The view of polluted skies greeted my vision, my back ached. I sat up. The stone pavement was warm. My bag, which I was using as a pillow, was safe. <\/p>\n

The view of Marina Bay Sands greeted me.
\nThe waves were moving calmly on the fresh green waters. Boats are drifting in and out. A few tourists were snapping pictures of the casino. Posing and smiling. <\/p>\n

“Click” the camera went. <\/p>\n

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The sound of the camera refocusing, “Click” it went, I was naked. “Click” it went, I was tied. “Click” it went again, I was blindfolded This time I wanted to scream, but I was gagged. Moist filled the blindfold as tears seeped through the fabric. I could not move nor see. I could only hear […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[4],"tags":[],"yoast_head":"\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\t\n