Saving my sisters ❤️

Hi, my name is Johnaé (pronounced “Jaw-nay”) Johnson, I’m 22 years old. I’m from and in Boston, Ma. On October 9, 2021, I was awoken out of my sleep by DCF to pickup my sisters from the city hospital due to my mother’s negligence, she decided parenthood was too much and placed my siblings in an abandoned building. I’ve had them since. I’m still fighting til this day to maintain custody of my sisters, and I won’t give up. My life has done a 180, but I wouldn’t change anything because I know my sisters will grow happily in a safe, loving environment with me.

My mother abused all of us. She mentally & emotionally abused me, meanwhile she physically, mentally and emotionally abused qmy siblings. My mother allowed men to live in our home, degrade all of us and subjected us to an inhumane lifestyle. My mom would tell me whenever I’d dress up I look like a whore, but then she’d try to wear my clothes. My mother always had an issue with me staying out, and accused me of doing witchcraft on her. She even woke me up at 3am one night just to argue with me, ultimately waking my sisters up & allowing them to see what she’s doing. She allowed her boyfriend to eavesdrop in front of my bedroom door, use Resources in the house that he did not wanna pay for, and she allowed us to see him disrespect her repeatedly. I knew something was wrong, but I didn’t realize it was abuse until I seen how unhappy my younger sisters were, comparing their lives to other kids. My mother wouldn’t allow my sisters to eat at the dinner table, watch tv, play with their numerous toys or kids in the neighborhood, they were confined to boredom & hunger in their room. (I had no idea they were starved and bored in their room until one of my sisters recently felt ready enough to tell me. ) My mom made my siblings sleep on the floor on a pallet they created from blankets. When I decided to purchase the girls some beds & bed frames, my mom ruined the mattresses by soaking them with a number of cleaning solutions, therefore no one could use the beds. At the time I was working full-time paying the bills that my mother was not, so I was not home often enough to see how my siblings were treated. But when she ruined their beds, that was a huge red flag to me, I started to watch her more. My neighbors had put a camera in the hallway that they shared with her, so they can show me what she does when I’m not home. My mom ruined the hallway floors by soaking them in oil, then blamed the neighbors, forgetting she’s on camera. The same night that my mom had woke me up at 3am accusing me of witchcraft, my mom had went downstairs to the basement to write all over the walls and bleach my neighbors’ clothes. She came upstairs, with the same markers she was using in the basement, and put some fingerprints on the vents in my room. When I woke up, she accused me of going in the basement to do witchcraft and writing all over the walls, yet I’d never been in the basement. I later seen her on camera vandalizing the property, as well as coming upstairs to prepare herself to argue with me. She was literally practicing her stance and words before coming into our apartment. I confronted my mom. Once this happened, she had forced my siblings and I to sleep in the same room. My siblings original bedroom, just became this big old closet and my mom still had her private room. Thats when I noticed that she was very vindictive, took everything as a challenge, and she wanted you to know that she was in power. But I wanted her to know that wasn’t for long. I decided to call the police and get her section 12. She was released from her section 12 on October 11, 2021. when she was released, she popped up at my siblings bus stop, took all of our school bags and put them in her trunk. We were embarrassed by her behavior, so we ended up getting in the car with her. She safely dropped my siblings off to school, however when he came to me, she sped from Mattapan to Milton. Her goal was to try to beat me up, but it didn’t go that way. So, she accused me of being controlled with witchcraft via my hair bonnet and threw that ,with my glasses, in the street. When I try to leave the car to go get it, she pulls me in by my neck and drives into oncoming traffic. Now that I could not see, she drops me off in the middle of the Wollaston golf course and throws my belongings along the road. After informing the police, and making my way back to Boston, I was able to pick up my siblings before she made it to them. Truthfully, all I could think about was them in this situation. My mother was later found by police and apprehended for questioning. Throughout her questioning, I was in the process of getting a restraining order.

When she was released, she had thrown away all of my belongings, as well as my siblings. She also went as far as barricading the front door so I couldn’t use my key to get in and get the rest of my things, even with police. Once this happened, I decided it was time to get custody. There was no way my mother deserved to have beautiful children and treat them like this.

Currently, we are homeless and we need housing. In order to maintain custody, I need stability. It’s difficult working, being a student and sister/mom. As young as 13,11 and 8 year old girls, they deserve stability. Anything helps. God bless you, and thank you for reading about us, the Johnson sisters.