I don't think anyone in any position to review someone's true story of their own life! Solomon Northup's story happened in the 1840s. Northup was a free man in New York and was kidnapped to be sold as a slave and finally escaped after twelve abhorrent years.

I just want to thank Northup for sharing his story that has broken my heart so many times in many levels; moments that I was feeling so desperate that I forgot to breathe. I'm so grateful that slavery no longer exists (at least in the major countries). It is just so wrong and inhumane. It hurts me when (in the book), the white man deliberately told the coloured man that he is no different to an animal, that he is not human. It hurts me to read the parts where slaves are being beaten up to the worst of the worst for no reason or for pure pleasure. This book weighs my heart down. But in all the dark corners, the hope, the courage and the love conquered slavery.

I really recommend everyone to read this book, it has given me a new perspective towards life, my own self, other people and society.