There are many characteristics that are innate in human beings, such as language or freedom, in other words this means that every single person is born with the ability to communicate one's feelings and so on as well as having the right to be a free creature. But what if both were denied for any unjustified reason? Perhaps from this would emerge not only a silent mind, but a shackled soul, which would end with the joy of living and leave the person to be just an empty shell, without a purpose of being alive, with any other desire than to wait the cold hand of death takes him to a better place; What a cruel way to hurt the human condition, isn't it? Now take note, this is not a new topic, this is what is called "slavery" and has been a dark shadow in humanity for a long period of time. According to the previous paragraph and for the purpose of writing the following essay, the book that will be taken into consideration is the one entitled “12 Years a Slave”, written by Solomon Northup, a black man from New York who lost his freedom after being deceived by a couple of false artists, authors of his kidnapping and subsequent sale as an insignificant slave. Solomon had a hard life during the next twelve years working on indifferent plantations until by chance he managed to write a few letters to his acquaintances and family remaining in Saratoga. Time passed and these people were eventually able to free Northup from the cruelty of slavery. So this work will aim to retrace the way in which Solomon's soul suffers a constant struggle between the will to regain his freedom and the desperate idea of ​​being a slave for the rest of his life; where the subsequent detonation q...... middle of paper ......lave, his vision of freedom has not changed, the ruthless condition of a servant has never taken away his faith in his family, in his soul he always remained a free man. So, to summarize, Solomon's prime mover to never give up was his love towards his wife and children, also his unconditional patience and perseverance in continuing to fight for what he believed in without worrying about how hard the times might be and of that unstoppable desire to never stop trying to restore the freedom that was stolen from him. Finally there is one last quote to cite as a closing to this essay: "... I constantly reflected on my situation and consulted myself on the best path to follow in order to effect my definitive escape... So I decided to lock the secret in the my heart, to never utter a word or a syllable about who or what I was” (Northup 91)