This happened about eleven years ago when I was around seven years old. Since I was born my family moved a lot of times from house to house. My sister and I have seen and heard many strange things during those times when we were constantly on the move. This is one of them.
My family and I were living in an old two-story house that was in a state of desrepair with the edges of the roof falling off. The house had a creepy attic and basement that my sister and I never dared to enter any one of them.
One time at night my parents were sleeping in their own bedroom and I was in my own room wide awake trying to sleep. I was very thirsty and my mouth was dry which always had bothered me. I didn't want to wake up my parents because they had to get up very early in the morning to go to work, then I decided to go by myself to the kitchen and get a glass of milk.
The kitchen was just down the hallway just a few feet away from my room. When I got there, the first thing I did was to turn the lights on, then I tried to turn on a small TV we had in the kitchen but it was unplugged and the TV was too high for me to reach the cable to plug it in. Then I started to drink my milk, when I just finished my glass of milk, I heard the terrifying sound of a woman give a low moan like as if it was crying. It sounded like it was coming from the hallway a few feet away from the kitchen. My whole body got numb of fear but I didn't care how scared I was and ran to my parents' room and told them that I heard someone crying but they told me it was probably my sister trying to scare me even though what I heard was clearly a grown woman. Then they decided to let me sleep with them.
A few weeks after that incident, I was alone in the entire house, it was at night, and when I went to the bathroom to take a shower, I heard it again and like last time, it sounded very close to me like as if it was in the bathroom with me. I jolted out of there and went to my room and covered myself in my blanket terrified and stood like that until my parents came home a few minutes later. After that second time I never heard it again. Luckily we moved a few months later.
About a year ago I started to remember this incident and told my parents what I heard. My mother didn't know what to make of it but my father told me that in that same house something similar happened to him. He said that when he got up very late at night to go to the bathroom, he saw a woman sitting on the stairs, which was right in front of the bathroom, and the woman was sobbing, she was holding her face crying. My dad thought it was my mom and started to tell her "What's wrong?" but the woman gave no response then my father told her "Fine, have it your way." Then when he got out of the bathroom the woman was gone. When he got to his room he saw my mother sleeping. The next morning he asked her why was she crying on the stairs, my mother was confused and told him she was sleeping the whole time.
Until this day, sometimes I wonder who or what was the woman.
If any of you have any ideas, feel free to comment.