My name is Elsa, and I'm a 18-year-old female twin. I'm skinny with long hair, and right now, I'm feeling shocked because I just discovered that my sister and I are wearing the same outfit. We both have black hair and wear hijabs, but mine is much smaller than hers because I'm petite.
I'm standing in front of a mirror in our bathroom, looking at myself with one hand on my hip. I'm pushing out my butt and trying to get the perfect angle for this selfie when suddenly, I hear a knock on the door. It's my sister, who wants me to come out so we can take some photos together.
As we're posing outside in the garden, I notice how beautiful the flowers are and how lucky we are to be born into such a lovely family. We always had each other to lean on, especially during tough times when we had to cover up our hair and faces for religious reasons. But now that we're older, we can choose whether or not we want to wear the hijab, which is why I only wear it sometimes.
Even though we look different because of our hair, we always have each other's backs and support each other in everything we do. That's what family means to me - someone who will be there for you no matter what.