Spirit of Sweet Water

A long time ago... well not so much... when I was a little gilr,  I lived in the country, in south of Chile.  My house was on the top a hill.

 At the bottom is a small lake called Sweet Water. My mom and my dad told me about a spirit that lived in the Sweet Water, the people said that the sprirt was a woman. The  Mapuche culture  always protecs the natural spaces because in these places spirits sometimes live, the Sweet Water was one.  A long time ago  the people went to that place to wash clothes and for their animals to drink water, but my great grandfather did not like people to do that, so he decided to dry the Sweet Water, he made a large ditch so that the water would come out, the Sweet Water he made smaller but it did not dry. 

The spirit of Sweet Water was angry and he left, and to my great grandfather only bad things happened to him like one of his daughters died, another one went ceazy, and another went to live very far away in Santiago city she was a my grandmother and he burned a house full things to work the land and the crops of that year. Today I can still see part of the ditch that my great grandfather made. 

I repect that place very much and I hope that the spirit returned to Sweet Water some day.

I not have a picture of Sweet Water but is a beautiful place.