Keywords

Tres palabras is a blog that is born from a game, want to join? 

Every Monday on my personal Instagram and through the stories, I ask you to leave me three words (or keywords). I then create a text with those words. I have one week to post it on the blog. And then again. Help me fill this blog with amazing stories.

Because on my personal account I have English and Spanish speaking followers, the language of the story will depend on the one of the keywords they send me.

You can check the keywords and the end of each entry. 

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Rechazo con seriedad

Estimado TED,  Provengo de uno de los linajes más antiguos de caza-vampiros y me gustaría dar una charla sobre el futuro de mi profesión.  Quisiera empezar con una anécdota sobre un encargo que tuve no hace mucho. Recibí un email sobre alguien que creía que su vecino era un vampiro: chico alto, delgado, pálido, que nunca salía de día y, una vez a la semana, un grupo de personas de aspecto similar iban a la casa, pasaban dos días encerrados y luego se marchaban por la noche. Esto no eran pruebas suficientes pero el trabajo escaseaba, así que decidí darme una vuelta. Hay que decir que, nosotros caza-vampiros, no cobramos, hacemos esto porque es nuestro deber, así que cuando digo que el trabajo escaseaba, me refiero a mi trabajo fachada de agente inmobiliario. Llegué a la casa sobre el atardecer, aseguré la zona y esperé. Cuando la primera luz se encendió, me acerqué a la ventana para observar por la rendija de las cortinas qué estaba pasando.  Lo que vi no fue nada nuevo: un grupo de gen
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Thoughts in a church

Why should I be happy? Because I'm privileged? There are others better off than me. Look at all those. Living their life as if nothing bothers them. My food is running low and I don't think going out is a good idea. It took me ages to get this position, next to the big high stained glass window, where everything is red, even the rain and the thunders.  I know they observe me from the shadows. They are waiting for me to leave, Bout this is my home now. Mine. Only mine. Jokes on them 'cause I'm injured and I cannot even walk. I can see a spider but it's far. I'll wait until it comes closer.  I hear the noise coming from the ground floor. Someone has open the door again. If I could move, I would quickly go out and get food and water. But I'm still not strong. If I would have to fight when I return, I would lose. I cannot leave my little red world. I'll wait for another spider to come.  I can feel their eyes on me. And I hear the creeks on the wood when they
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An apology

He was driving through the desert, following the violet and pink sunset. He just killed a man and he didn't care. Or did he? It happened in a cave. He had followed his target there.  -What are you doing here? -We need to talk.  -I told you I'm still mad about the other night. Now go away, I have to work.  -I don't get what you are going to take pictures of here. This place is dead.  -I have to go into the cave, it's for the "in the dark" photography project. You know, the professor is a bit of an asshole.  -Am I? Then at least let me help with the equipment.  They went together, once at the entrance they used the torch of their phones to walk through a few galleries.  -Here is ok.  -Can you stop that for a second and hear me out? -What is to hear? You ridiculized me in front of my friends and treated me like shit.  -What did you want me to do?! I was with my friends too. I couldn't  -Couldn't let them know that we fuck? That you prefer me than your wif
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