“I don't remember how old I was when I
first heard about Pattison's existence but, memories of having to go down into
the cellar to have showers still stick in my mind. I must have known because I
never wanted to be the last one to go back up from the cellar. I remember when
I had to stand in the corridor for being naughty and being scared that Pattison
would come and get me. I vaguely remember it being a threat from the
housemothers if we did anything wrong.
“We were all scared of the thought of him,
we knew he had been there for a very long time. I don't ever remember anyone
saying they had heard or saw him except for adults.”
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