Bombing gone wrong

On a sunny day at the Point England beach there was a boy that was bombing into the water.
I liked their bombs because they could do big bombs for little boys. I was wondering if I could join them but I didn't have any swimming togs.

As I watched one of the boy bomb dramatically he hit his head and his friend helped him out of the water and he was holding his head. He was bleeding. I ran down to help him “are you ok?” and just before he got to say anything his mum came to see if he was ok. I heard sirens coming down the road. It was the ambulance I didn’t know that boys bombing would turn into a boy going to the hospital.