By the time Bambam was 7 she wasn’t allowed to go anywhere without her mother. In fact it would be about another 3 years before her mother would let her go to her grandparents for the summer. Not that Bambam cared all that much. Her grandpa loved her well, but he was an old farm boy. He didn’t know how to enteratain the creature Catastrophe that she was becoming and she didn’t know how to tame it for him. Her mother had taught her to always be exactly who she was.
Don’t get her started on her grandmother, that woman was as problematic as a fox in a hen house and twice as clever. Her specialty was mental and emotional welfare. Although Bambam figured that simple woman out at a young age, she also realized how exhausting the battles could be.
I digress, the reason behind why her mother stopped letting her be away from her for any real amount of time was very simple.
Every time Bambam went anywhere without her…..
She would almost certainly almost die.
Her stroll along side the Grim Reaper would prove pivotal in her journey that the Tale of Bambam the Brave