When kids, who were once recognized by the world for their beauty, grow up, they might still choose to continue their adult life under the spotlight. Some might become actors, and others famous models or influencers with millions of followers. After all, being used to the cameras and to the demands of fame since childhood can make a life of stardom more familiar and accessible.
Bright Side appreciates all kinds of beauty and grace. And this time we’ll share what some of the world’s most beautiful boys and girls look like now, in adulthood.
1. Lucky Blue Smith, 23 years old

2. Lily Chee, 18 years old

3. Anna Zak, 20 years old

4. Malina Weissman, 18 years old

5. Yara Shahidi, 21 years old

6. Peyton List, 23 years old

7. Audreyana Michelle, 22 yeas old

8. Thomas Kuc, 19 years old

9. Mackenzie Foy, 20 years old

10. Bella Harris, 21 years old

11. Oona Laurence, 19 years old

12. Ekaterina Samsonov, 18 years old

13. Nikki Hahn, 18 years old

14. Harvey Petito, 18 years old

15. Fátima Ptacek, 21 years old

16. Thylane Blondeau, 20 years old

Is it beauty or intelligence that can bring us more opportunities in life? Do you think beauty can play a negative role in the development of a child’s personality?
A Hidden Room, A Dark Secret: What We Uncovered Forced Us to Leave Our Home

We had no idea that our recently acquired dream home would completely upend our life until we discovered a hidden area. We had to move out as a result of what we discovered inside, but we had no idea that this nightmare would bring about an unforeseen turn of events.

I never imagined that I would wake up in a horror movie, yet that is exactly where I am. For years, Jack and I had been saving money to purchase our first house. I was ecstatic when we eventually received the keys. We immediately got to work on the improvements, with me leading the way while Jack concentrated on his task.
“Liv, you sure you’re okay managing all this?” The night before the renovations started, Jack inquired. Encircled by boxes, we reclined on our air mattress that we had borrowed.
I rolled my eyes. “I can handle this. Mr. Big Shot, you put your work first.”
Jack laughed and drew me in. “All right, all right. Just don’t enjoy yourself excessively without me.”
Everything was normal on Tuesday morning, until it changed. As I was enjoying my coffee and browsing through my phone, Carlos, the leader of our renovation team, contacted me.
He exclaimed, “Olivia, you gotta see this.”
Curious about what they’d discovered, I strolled over. Carlos gestured to a piece of the wall they had recently demolished. There was a door there, concealed by years of paint and drywall.
I said, “What do you think it is?”

Carlos gave a shrug. “I have no idea. Would you like to open it?”
I reached for the doorknob and nodded. I opened the creaking door and looked inside. My enthusiasm soon gave way to fear. Shuddering, I slammed the door shut.
“What’s wrong?” Carlos enquired, his expression filled with worry.
I was unable to talk. Reaching for my phone, I punched in Jack’s number. He detected the third ring.
“Hi Liv. What’s going on?”
“Jack, you must return home. Right now.”

“What? Why? Is everything in order?
Taking a deep breath, I tried to control my voice. Something was discovered inside the home. You must view it.
Jack didn’t dispute, so he must have heard the panic in my voice. “I’m on my way.”
I paced back and forth in front of the secret entrance while I waited for Jack. Although Carlos and his team continued to work, I could sense their wondering looks.
“You okay, Olivia?” Carlos paused his efforts to ask.
I nodded, not believing I could talk. My mind was buzzing with ideas. And what if it was a haunted house? What if we had discovered a sinister secret?
Jack was panting heavily when he got there. “Olivia, what’s going on?”
Taking his hand, I guided him towards the entrance. I remarked, “Look,” and carefully opened it.
Jack gasped in shock at what he saw. There were ancient garments in the concealed area that had originally been a closet. The worst part, though, wasn’t that. Insects crawled all over, and mold covered the garments. There was an overpowering smell, and spiders had taken up residence in the corners.
Jack mumbled, “Holy —,” and slammed the door. “How long has that been there?”
I gave a headshake. “I’m not sure. It was never brought up by the realtor.”
For a few while, we stood there in quiet, taking in what we had just witnessed. At last, Jack said something.
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