I grew up like this with my brother. Money went on alcohol. Everyone thought my parents were alright but they were always physically fighting when pissed.
no one spoke up.
my gran was so frustrated with the state of us when we stayed and would go out the next morning and buy us clothes because the ones we had were fucked.
as I grew I had to hand wash my school clothes and put them in the boiler cupboard to dry , they refused to use the washing machine due to electricity meter. We’d often run out of power, but never of drink.
The laundry pile was so huge it took over my parents bedroom and my father once got lost in it, totally drunk (I swear!) They kept getting small animals and letting them roam the house, shitting everywhere. the older I got, the braver my drunk mum would get and she did start physical violence with me too. The house was prone to mice and horrible insects.
No one realised the severity of it. i left home at 16, done with it.
I remember moving in with my now-DH and he was absolutely puzzled when I questioned him about using the washing machine and tumble dryer. He looked at me like I was an alien.
and then history repeated itself, my sister was born and by the age of ten she was in dirty clothes, head lice. She kept coming to my house, asking to use my shower and washing machine. It was then I realised how awful I too had been treated.
I spoke to social services. They wanted to the visit the house but without my parents consent they couldn’t actually go in. The dirty clothes were stashed in double wardrobes in case they did actually come in. They had animals shitting everywhere again. And social services could do fuck all but just record it. And in the end my sister left like I did and her life is a mess.
The school will be a little more protective and aware of any bullying, and what needs the child has in terms of food etc.
I used to get hand me downs from my cousin , omg I felt like I won the lottery seeing the odd branded thing in there, I felt like I fitted in.
When my gran washed my clothes I’d never felt cleaner honestly.
whatever you can do for that girl, please do. You’ll be a bloody lifeline. But remember don’t let it get too much for you either. Let the school and social know. They aren’t going to go barging in.