Eli and the pirates

Eli was a small boy, just 7 years old, blond hair and green eyes, who lived in a tiny town by the ocean. He had three older brothers: Joshua, Gabriel, and Emminent. They always went on exciting adventures together, like camping or fishing with their grandfather. But Eli was often left behind because, as his brothers said, he was too young and small to come along. He did not like to be left out all the time but when he was alone, he had his special place—a cozy little treehouse high up in a big tree, where he could sit and watch the boats sail across the sparkling blue sea. One sunny Friday evening, Grandpa told the boys exciting news. "We're going fishing tomorrow, boys! Be ready at sunrise!" "I can't wait!" Eli said excitedly. "I'm going to catch the biggest fish of them all!" But Grandpa shook his head gently. "Oh, Eli, not this time. It is too dangerous, and we will be out at sea all day. You will get tired. Maybe next time." "But, but...!" Eli stammered. "No, Eli," said his dad sternly. "It's for your own safety. We'll do something fun together while they're out fishing." Eli was disappointed. He stomped off to his treehouse and climbed up into his favourite spot. From there, he could see the ocean and watch the boats, there he always felt comforted. "It’s not fair," he muttered. "I’m big enough." Then, a mischievous idea popped into his head. "I’ll sneak onto the boat! They’ll never know!"