What I wrote for my O levels EL paper 1

Write a story based on the line "When I saw the pictures, I realised how similar we looked"

I vividly remember the day I first stepped foot into my home. I was only a couple of months old at that time. My "parents" were opting for adoption. They saw me at my miserable "orphanage" and immediately fell in love with me. Just a while later, I was in a small box, being carried to my new home. A semi-detached, with morning glories entwined in the fencing.

After what seemed like an eternity, they put me down and opened the box I was in and with a wave, signalled me to come out. I moved forwards cautiously, and brought my front-right paw forwards and stepped onto the floor of the living room, followed by my front-left paw and then my hind legs. I trotted towards my new parents and looked up at them. Mr and Mrs Vinod. Mr Vinod was a tall-dark man with a rather hairy face. Mrs Vinod was quite the opposite, a short-fair woman without a hairy face.Thankfully. They had an eight-year-old daughter Meera. Mr and Mrs Vinod were very nice to me. They gave me a warm welcome and took good care of me. Meera on the other hand was rather indifferent towards me. She just stared at me for a few seconds when I first arrived and then went off. She used to avoid me altogether. I was quite surprised as it was usually the children who were closer to us. I tried winning over her by following her around for a while and whining to get her attention but my attempts were futile. I might as well have asked the chair to play with me.

I spent my first few days wandering around the house, familiarising myself with the various smells of the house and when Mr and Mrs Vinod came back at around seven in the afternoon everyday, I would greet them with a few barks and jumping around them. I used to love taking the piece of cloth Mr Vinod used to wear on his feet, I later found out they were called socks, and biting them. The days were spent like that. Meera still had not shown any sign of affection for me. I decided to leave her alone and I stopped going after her.

Two weeks later, something strange happened. It was a friday night and I was under Meera's bed. I liked it there, especially at nigh when this box blew cold air out and made her whole room really cold. The marble flooring used to feel like ice against my tender paws. I imagined myself as one of those Alaskan dogs I used to watch on television. Anyway, I was enjoying the cold air under her bed and I dozed off. I don't really know how long I was sleeping for, but suddenly my ears picked up a strange sound. Still half asleep, I cocked my right ear up and after a few seconds realised that it was the sound of someone sobbing. I realised it was Meera and contemplated going back to sleep again since she wouldnt want to see me anyway but I couldnt. I couldnt break the code we dogs are sworn to. Our code binds us to our owners, to give up our lives, if necessary, to protect our owners. I stretched a little and got up and trotted out from under her bed. I looked up at Meera. She was holding a "card" and sobbing. I yelped at her, jumped up on her bed and rubbed my nose against her elbow. She started sobbing harder. I was surprised that I had an adverse effect on her. She pushed me off her bed and sobbed "Go away! I never wanted you here! Why did you have to come and live with us?"

I stared at her for a second. I felt heartbroken. I whined and whimpered and turned my head, letting it droop down in sorrow. I started trotting towards her door.
"Wait. Im sorry! Its not your fault. Please come back."

I couldnt believe my ears. I cocked them up again and turned around. She patted her mattress, signalling me to sit there. I ran and sprang up on her bed and sat down obediently. She looked at me and said "Im sorry. You see, before you came we had another dog named Spike. He was exactly like u. However, he fell seriously ill and had to be put to sleep. He was the best friend I ever had and it was very hard accepting the fact that he is gone. Then you came and you remind me so much like him. Here is his picture."

She showed the "card" to me. It was a picture of Spike. When I saw the picture, I realised how similar we looked. I understood why Meera had been so cold towards me. I looked up at Meera and whined again. She patted my head and promised to become friends with me. I was on cloud nine as I heard those words and as she patted me for the first time. Things are going to be much better from now onwards.


PS: Its not exactly the same, but it is very very close to the original one. See yall soon.