This is the third of three (exactly) fifty-word stories that I wrote for the Brian Dibble Shortest Story Competition. I didn't win.
Sarah was a pimply, pudgy teenager. Her mother tenderly took her hand, and told her the story of "The Ugly Duckling".
"One day," she said, "you'll become a beautiful swan."
"You don't just think I'm ugly," said Sarah, between sobs. "You think I'm a whole different species!"